'Cause I'm the queen of the night The queen of the night Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I've got the stuff that you want I've got the thing that you need I've got more than enough To make you drop to your knees Don't make no difference if I'm wrong or I'm

Until we hit the ground and pass out Let it pour away I'll apologize for tonight, tomorrow morning We bring the women and the cars and the cards out And we can do this until we pass out So let it rain We won't come down Yeah, yeah we bring the stars out

Hit the radio We can make a, make a video Now I'm a star I can't seem to get you off my mind Turn on the station, but I'm still facing you and Everbody seem to lost their mind It's hard to handle, so I, change the channel on the Radio, 'cause internet

Weird fishes They turn me I'll hit the bottom Hit the bottom and escape In the deepest ocean The bottom of the sea Why should I stay here?

Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight

Can I be your plus one? I could take you undercover, on the run, baby The night is young Ooh, baby, would you play my song? Ooh, baby, ever feel you're naughty for the fun baby? Now can I be your plus (plus, plus), be your plus one? I could be your plus

She didn't care where we were going As long as we were going, wide open We put the gas to the floor Yeah, we hit it wide open Two-lane highway rolling With no one around, slowing us down Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing Feet on the dash with her

'Cause your love is my love And my love is your love It would take an eternity to break us And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us If tomorrow is judgment day And I'm standing on the front line And the Lord asks me what I did with my life I will say I

I, I love you like a love song, baby And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat I, I love you like a (love song baby) love song, baby It's been said and done Every beautiful thought's been already sung And I guess right now here's another one So

Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists The rats and children follow me out of town I slip away I slipped on a little white lie Come on kids