Well our hearts
beat like thunder
I don't know why
they don't explode
You got your hands
in my back pockets
And Sam Cooke's
singin' on the radio
You say that I'm the boy
Who can make it all come true
Well I'm tellin' ya that
I don't know
If I know what to do
You say that's all right
Hold tight
Well I don't even know
if I'm doin' this right
Well all right
Hold tight
We can stay out all day
We can run around all night
Well all night
All night
Well it's time to go home
And I ain't even done
with the night
Well I don't know
No good come-ons
And I don't know no cool lines
I feel the heat
of your frustration
I know it's burnin' you up
deep down inside
You say that I'm the boy
Who can make it all come true
Well I'm tellin' ya that
I don't know
If I know what to do
You say that's all right
Hold tight
Well I don't even know
if I'm doin' this right
Well all right
Hold tight
We can stay out all day
We can run around all night
Well all night
All night
Well it's time to go home
And I ain't even done
with the night
Ain't even done with the night
Hold tight
Well I don't even know
If I'm doin' this right
Well all right
Hold tight
We can stay out all day
Or we can run around all night
Well all night
All night
Well it's time to go home
And I ain't even done
with the night
No I ain't even done
with the night
No no ain't even done
with the night
No I ain't even done
with the night
No no ain't even
Ain't even done with the night