We own the night When we are together its the time of our lives We can do whatever, be whoever we'd like Don't have to worry about nothing We own the night! (ah-ah-oh) Spend the weekend dancing 'cause when we sleep when we die We own the night!

(I'm gonna getcha) (Yeah, you can betcha) So, don't try to run, honey; love can be fun There's no need to be alone when you find that someone I'm gonna getcha; it's a matter of fact I'm gonna getcha, don'tcha worry 'bout that You can bet your bottom

Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama When you check it out 'Cause I'll be standing on the side Bam bambam bambam bambam Bambambambam bambambambam When you get it off your trip Don't you worry 'bout a thing, sugar Everybody's

Yeah, all you need to do tonight is tip it back Grab a long-neck if you're with me Come on now, holler hell yeah 'Cause tonight we're here to party And don't worry about anything except what's in your glass Whether it's a cold beer, tequila, or a double

I'm alright Nobody worry 'bout me Why you got to gimme a fight? Can't you just let it be? Own heart beatin' Don't nobody worry 'bout me You got to gimme a fight Why don't you just let me be Do what you like,

Please don't be angry with me cause I've gone away I've told you about your mistakes But you didn't hear a word I said I'm so tired of worrying I don't know just what to do I'm sorry baby I just can't put up with you I've tried to please you But you just

I want it, I want it, I want it I want it, you'll give it to me! Don't worry about a thing, fuck the world We just stay in bed all day Daddy got game, daddy brought it From Africa to LA I could be your daddy Make everything okay Shut the fuck up, be a

(I'm gonna getcha) (Yeah, you can betcha) So, don't try to run, honey; love can be fun There's no need to be alone when you find that someone I'm gonna getcha; it's a matter of fact I'm gonna getcha, don'tcha worry 'bout that You can bet your bottom

Big stars shinin' over summerland Baby, right now I'm high as a kite Seabirds fly, yeah, I just might tonight Big dipper, slow dance With my hands where the sun don't tan Don't you worry 'bout the sand In no time, baby, we'll be slippin' off to

Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama 'Cause I'll be standing on the side When you check it out Bam bambam bambam bambam Bambambambam bambambambam When you get it off your trip