All these half-floors We can unwind Will lead to mine We can unwind all our floors I could be yours We'll see to I'm a little curious of you in crowded scenes And how serene your friends and fiends We flew and strolled as two, illuminated gently

You know I'm always good for a good time I'm up for just about anything as long as it's almost legal I can fit in with any old crowd, long as there's a party, they're my kind of people So if you're down with painting the town, I'll be around all night I

Do the way you do it Turn up the radio So what if we lose control So throw your hands in the air Come on and make this count It's only you and me, never mind this crowd Do it like nobody's around, whoa So put your hands in the air Come on and waste no

I'm in with the in crowd It feels nice, it feels nice Any time of the year, don't you hear I'm in the in crowd I go where the in crowd goes And I know what the in crowd knows Dressing fine, making time We breeze up and down the street We get respect from

Hanging out when it's past time to go Though everyone tried to ignore us We'd scared them all off by the chorus There you stood looking proud What was left of the crowd at our show And I was twenty-two backwoods years old You were singing that night by

Baby you are the weapon I choose These wounds are self inflicted I can't stop Don't care if I lose I'm going down in flames for you One more thing I'm addicted too Remember when I dove Into the crowd And I got a bloody knee

Everybody's gonna go downtown same hang with the same old crowd Talking like it's just the greatest thing you've ever seen Telling me that if I don't go I'll be the one missin' out Yeah but I don't really think I'm gonna miss a thing As for myself I'm

It's good to live it again Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting? Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first-nighting Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds in canyons of steel They're making me feel I'm home It's autumn in New York

Louder than the DJ Louder, louder, louder than the DJ Faster, faster, faster than the airwaves Someone said a long time ago Rock 'n' roll would never grow old She still got the fire left in her bones The lights go down, the crowd explodes The party's

Save a little love for me yeah Save a little love for me yeah yeah My face in the crowd So save a little love for me I'm sure, I know without a doubt I'll find your face in the crowd I'm just a face in the crowd You probably don't know me as I don't