hey there darling let me take you for a
i got that music rushing through
i got that jazz pouring out of
i got that
my shot glass is filled to the brim
with punch-drunk stars and
the stuff that dreams are made of.
i got your heart in the palm of
my hand, but you can take it back
'cause all i wanna do is
blow your mind.
so let's go, baby, let's go
while the night is young,
the music is good, and
and the drinks are cold.
we are spilling out of the
we are overflowing out of the
we are spinning out and turning
we got that