Party's on, let it run You're in town having fun 'Cause you're looking for chance to run Let's run, whoa oh You're the fame, scream my name Gonna know it now the game is on Don't stop, whoa oh You're a hotshot, ten o'clock, ready for the night to rock

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall She sees a bartender

Then we slide into the arms of someone else Yeah, we slide into the arms of someone else In disguise, we get a little better at controlling ourselves around midnight Nobody wants to, nobody wants to From the hot strobe lights and the spiked punch bliss

Let's keep on twistin' the throttle until tonight hits tomorrow Let's get some reality off of our minds So P-A-R-T why not? P-A-R-T why not tonight? You know, the beer is all cold, the girls are all hot It's blurred lines and a blue light, Budweiser glow

Restless nights To take the one and only road I know Another place to bare my heart and soul Blackout in London Big time in Paris Hot shot in Dallas

If you ain't here to party You picked the wrong Friday night You picked the wrong place You'll be missin' out on the Best damn time of your life So go on and throw your card down Knock a shot out And get yourself in the zone Yeah, you might as well go on

Ill take it, baby I'll take it Why I'm starin' at you cause I'm picturing you naked Know whats on your mind embrace it, do not fake it Tonight is what you make it, take it do not waste it Take a shot you not wasted, look in the blocks with mind play? I'm

Everyone knows anything goes We are the lotus kids Better take note of this For the story Let's do it all this time Everyone wishing well we go Over the laws of light Over the moon by midnight Things will never be the same

It's a summer paradise, crusin' with the boys and girls. Surfin' day and night, everybody shootin' the curl. Hang five, keep it alive, and lemme jump down low on the toes of the nose. Hang ten, hot-doggin' again, let's go! Are you ready? Ready-freddy?

I'm going to war Walk with me Hey if you hear me out there I get down on my knees every night and pray You never know when deaths coming all you hear is gunshots Little kids get to running Old ladys get off the block When the pops hit the truck music