These are the nights that never die My father told me One day my father—he told me, "When you get older Your wild life will live for younger days Think of me if ever you're afraid." He said, "One day you'll leave this world behind So live a life you will

Forever young, young, and foolish We don't, we don't, we don't, we don't, we don't care We're just actin' stupid We get high 'cause we use it People say we abuse it Bodies on the floor From the night before Teenage raised them, and nothing's wasted

The moon is high and the night is young Come on and meet me C'mon sweet thing Won't you climb on out of your window While the world is sleeping And there's no way I'll be leaving 'Till we're kissing on the porch swing Oh my little sweet thing Sweet thing

Is on your side Don't let them put you down, don't let 'em push you around, Don't let 'em ever change your point of view. Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side. Billy left his home with a dollar in his pocket and a head full of dreams. He

Never wanted anything so bad She got me wishing that she could stay Doesn't even know that I missed my plane Not a single thing I wouldn't trade For a ticket to L.A It was midnight in the middle of JFK Trying to take her mind off the fallin' rain

Never wanted anything so bad She got me wishing that she could stay Doesn't even know that I missed my plane Not a single thing I wouldn't trade For a ticket to L.A It was midnight in the middle of JFK Trying to take her mind off the fallin' rain

Can I be your plus one? I could take you undercover, on the run, baby The night is young Ooh, baby, would you play my song? Ooh, baby, ever feel you're naughty for the fun baby? Now can I be your plus (plus, plus), be your plus one? I could be your plus

Each night is like a thousand years I can't kid my aching heart 'cos My heart knows we're still apart and Oh-oh since I got these young boy blues Every time I kiss somebody new I Don't know what to do I'm so lost and lonely Since I lost you Oh make

Just stay while the night is young Chris Youlden-Chrysalis Music Ltd. Don't worry 'bout the morning Because the day might never come Don't worry 'bout the future Don't pretend that it's your first time Don't pretend that it's no fun Don't tell me 'bout

Never thought I would be like this But as long as the night ends with you in a yellow cab shootin' me a text sayin' Comin' home soon As long as I can bet on ya crawlin' into bed after slippin' out ya high heel shoes No matter how late Baby I'll be