Just me and you and these empty cups Oh-oh-oh-oh Hands on your body like there is no one at the party Turn my television up so nobody can listen We're getting real, real close Can't let this moment go If you want it like I want it Let me take you to

Feels like Vegas don't it (In the sky, that's crazy ain't it) I let you love me, cause I can tell that you want me Just you and I (Life's crazy ain't it) These flashing lights (We should party on it) Feels like Vegas don't it (don't it) Hypnotised by

Here we go now Pour the shots out Everyone is getting hammered And the tabs on me We're going hard cause we run this shit So stay the fuck at home if you party like a bitch Take another and drink it all down We can have ten more We keep it rowdy as fuck

Let's throw a little after party A candle on the tailgate A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do Baby, just me and you Baby, I can't wait to get this thing started Somebody blew out the speakers when the kick went Bonfires burn down

But I can't let you go We used to love and party Now all we do is argue I tell myself I don't want you no more So much love and hurt And hate, people screaming it won't work Time to time I say I'm gonna leave Damn the world, it's just me and my girl

We won't run and hide I'm passing over you like a satellite So catch me if I fall That's why you stick to your game plans and party lives But at night we're conspiring by candlelight We are the orphans of the American dreams Oh shine your light on me

We in the zone now, don't stop, oh oh You can keep your hands on me Touch me right there, rock my body I can't keep my hands off you Your body is my party I'm doing this little dance for you You got me so excited Now it's just me and you Your body's my

And nobody can ever live forever Get over it I'm ready now And you always accuse me I can never ever be a perfect fucking image of what want you Rage-aholics Fill your cups We're dancing with the devil

Let's throw a little after party A candle on the tailgate A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do Baby, just me and you Baby, I can't wait to get this thing started Somebody blew out the speakers when the kick went Bonfires burn down

Heavenly, Angel, Heavenly, Angel, Heavenly, Angel (Kelly/Mann) I can barely keep a grip on the pen I hold Better get a grip on myself I'm told I've grown bitterly, shameslessly, Indescribably cold I dove well into my cups And wrote you a note full of