I wanna show you off Damn girl lookin' so pretty How's about a little drive to the city Hey babe spend the night with me Make the downtown boys jealous when you kiss me I know you like it That I'm shy and kinda quiet But tonight I

Ooh, I'm scared to fall in love again Take my hand and rock it real slow I wanna feel your love tonight Let's put the world on pause and get drunk off these city lights I'm all about us tonight Yeah, tried to give you everything, I was thinking wedding

Tonight, tonight, tonight Joy to the city I go to the parties Throw my hands in the air I drink what they pour me The cups of who cares Go up in the night sky Up in the clouds Fly over the houses

Electric city With my top down Blaze it up and we'll be cruisin' With the top down Rev up the engine we'll be cruisin' Watch it go down Get in my trunk and I'll be ridin' My top down Baby, you're mine tonight

Oh, you look so beautiful tonight And I miss you when you're not around I'm getting ready to leave the ground In the city of blinding lights The more you see the less you know The less you find out as you go I knew much more then than I do now Neon

(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah!) (She's a) L.A., L.A. baby We'll need to realize, it's just you and me together For you and me tonight in this city (You're my) L.A., L.A. baby You gotta, go go! Bring it on The two of us tonight we can make it last

I'm goin' in To Sin City I'm gonna win In Sin City Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight Diamonds, and dust Poor man last, rich man first Lamborghinis, caviar

And tonight I wanna drive so far we'll only find static on the radio And we can't see those city lights and I love the way you look in a firefly glow Saying everything without making a sound, Standing on your shoes in my bare feet, dancing to the rhythm

A good, good life Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life Oh, this has gotta

We're half awake in a fake empire Stay out super late tonight Picking apples, making pies Put a little something in our lemonade And take it with us Tiptoe through our shiny city With our diamond slippers on Do our gay ballet on ice Bluebirds on our