In rock we trust, it's rock or bust In rock n' roll we trust, it's rock or bust Are you ready We be a guitar band We play across the land Shootin' out tonight Gonna keep you up alrigh You hear the guitar sound

No more (sad songs) I'm beggin', please, don't play No more sad songs For tonight, I'm going to get my mind off it Don't care that someone's got his hands all over my body Stay out all night, go where the music is loud So I don't have to think about it

Set the children free I'm gonna cry cry cry Momma loves to work, Daddy loves to play Sometimes Daddy gotta go far away I'm too young to go quiet in the night Try to put me to sleep, I'm gonna give you a fight Wake you up a 5 am, before the sunrise I'll

For the first time again Begging baby please just stay Feeling every second of the clock tick by On an endless night The first time seeing you with someone new Dying inside trying to play it cool It don’t matter how long it’s been I’m always missing you

Drink some Margaritas by a string of blue lights Listen to the Mariachi play at midnight Are you with me, are you with me? I wanna dance by water 'neath the Mexican sky Are you with me?

Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit I ain't the type of nigga thinking 'bout relationships I-I-I be on that late night shit They going cozy for the DJ when he play the shit They be on that late night shit One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock,

Light it up, let it out, stir it up, turning dirt to dust Slip on out where the weekend lives Put a Friday night hurt on a bottle of fifth Getting gone to the song's that the midnight's playing Put a little way out underneath these boots Kick that switch

Last train to London, just headin' out, Last train to London, just leavin' town. But I really want tonight to last forever Let the music play on down the line tonight. It felt so right. It was one of those nights, one of those nights when I really wanna

In our rockin' chairs That are going to fly by like lightning so they say These are the nights (yeah) The good times that we left the wild side out to play These are the Sunday mornings We talked to the Lord, get right with the man upstairs Get back to

And I've got a show to play In Birmingham tonight I got a cigarette I guess, I am tonight I got a glass of wine I should be feeling fine I ain't feeling nothing yet She's leading the second line Feel like I'm in front of it