Nights Like This
I wanna, I wanna be the one
But I just ain't got my dancing shoes on
I wanna, I wanna fill the floor
Cause the drinks cost far too much to not have fun
And pre-drinks
Tonight's gonna take a bit of working out
But there's nothing we can't do if we get started now
Sucking it down so we can hit the town
But she thinks
That doors won't open to the club until late
But by then, I would've found my funnier mates
Start tripping and falling all over the place with them
Cause it's the nights like this
That make me not want to go home again
Oh it's the nights like this
I wanna, I wanna be the one
But I just ain't got my dancing shoes on
I wanna, I want to fill the floor
Cause the drinks are far too much to not have fun
And so we're leaving
Oh, leaving is a lie, they were kicking us out
But the only reason is that we were singing too loud
But how else we meant to try and warm up the crowd
I'm feeling
In the sort of mood for a dirty kebab
Start dripping it and spilling it inside of the cab
I'd trade my pillowcase for a pavement slab
Any day
Cause it's the nights like this
That make me not want to go home again
Oh, it's the nights like this
Cause I wanna, I wanna be the one
Oh oh oh oh
Cause it's the nights like this
That make me not want to go home again
Oh, it's the nights like this
But I just ain't got my dancing shoes on
I wanna, I wanna fill the floor
Cause the drinks cost far too much to not have fun
And pre-drinks
Tonight's gonna take a bit of working out
But there's nothing we can't do if we get started now
Sucking it down so we can hit the town
But she thinks
That doors won't open to the club until late
But by then, I would've found my funnier mates
Start tripping and falling all over the place with them
Cause it's the nights like this
That make me not want to go home again
Oh it's the nights like this
I wanna, I wanna be the one
But I just ain't got my dancing shoes on
I wanna, I want to fill the floor
Cause the drinks are far too much to not have fun
And so we're leaving
Oh, leaving is a lie, they were kicking us out
But the only reason is that we were singing too loud
But how else we meant to try and warm up the crowd
I'm feeling
In the sort of mood for a dirty kebab
Start dripping it and spilling it inside of the cab
I'd trade my pillowcase for a pavement slab
Any day
Cause it's the nights like this
That make me not want to go home again
Oh, it's the nights like this
Cause I wanna, I wanna be the one
Oh oh oh oh
Cause it's the nights like this
That make me not want to go home again
Oh, it's the nights like this
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Writer(s): Matthew Fraser Wood
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