| Night, midnight, lose my mind
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| Night, midnight, lose my mind
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| Night, midnight, lose my mind
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| (When you get to my high, when you get to)
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| Night, midnight
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| Oh God, I’m clean out of air
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| In my lungs, it’s all gone
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| Played it so nonchalant
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| It’s time we danced with the truth
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| Move alone with the truth
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| Ooh (Hey)
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| We’re sleeping through all the days
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| I’m acting like I don’t see
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| Every ribbon you used to tie yourself to me
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| But my hips have missed your hips
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| So let’s get to know the kicks
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| Will you sway with me?
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| Go astray with me?
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| (Ah-ha)
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| We’re king and queen of the weekend
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| Ain’t a pill that could touch our rush
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| (But what will we do when we’re sober?)
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| Uh, when you dream with a fever
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| Bet you wish you could touch our rush
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| (But what will we do when we’re sober?)
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| These are the games of the weekend
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| We pretend that we just don’t care, but we care
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| (But what will we do when we’re sober?)
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| Uh, when you dream with a fever
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| Bet you wish you could touch our rush
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| (But what will we do when we’re sober?)
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| Oh, God, I’m closing my teeth
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| Around this liquour-wet lime
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| Midnight, lose my mind
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| I know you’re feeling it too
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| Can we keep up with the ruse?
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| Ah ah (Hey)
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| B-bodies all through my house
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| I know this story by heart:
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| Jack and Jill get fucked up and possessive
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| When it get dark
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| But my hips have missed your hips
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| So let’s get to know the kicks
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| Will you sway with me?
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| Go astray with me?
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| (Ah-ha)
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| We’re king and queen of the weekend
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| Ain’t a pill that could touch our rush
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| (But what will we do when we’re sober?)
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| Uh, when you dream with a fever
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| Bet you wish you could touch our rush
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| (But what will we do when we’re sober?)
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| These are the games of the weekend
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| We pretend that we just don’t care, but we care
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| (But what will we do when we’re sober?)
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| Uh, when you dream with a fever
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| Bet you wish you could touch our rush
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| (But what will we do when we’re sober?)
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| Midnight, we’re fading
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| Till daylight, we’re jaded
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| We know that it’s over
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| In the morning, you’ll be dancing with
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| All the heartache and the treason
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| The fantasies of leaving
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| But we know that, when it’s over
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| In the morning, you’ll be dancing with us
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| (Midnight, lose my mind, midnight, lose my mind)
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| Oh, dancing with us
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| (But what will we do when we’re sober?)
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| Oh, you’ll be dancing with us
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| (Can you feel it? Can you feel it?)
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| Dancing with us, us
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| (But what will we do when we’re sober?)
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| Us
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| When you get to my high (Midnight, lose my mind)
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| When you get to my (Midnight, lose my mind) |