Full moon, Friday night
Must be going down, it's in the air tonight
Little dress, with your high heels on
Bet you left your goodie two shoes at home
Straight from the limo to the front of the line
Shots all night never spending a dime
It's been a long week so it's about time
You're gonna drink, gonna dance on the bar
You're gonna sing, screaming like you're a star
You're gonna slip that shot and put your ring in your purse
He can have your best tomorrow baby I'll take your worst
Cause tonight, ladies come, ladies come, ladies come first
I can't stop looking at you
I want to get up on you like a new tattoo
You're such a good, bad girl bar doll
Let's take this little party to a bathroom stall
You smell like Heaven but you look like a sin
Anytime you wanna we can do this again
(Sign me up, sign me up, sign sign me up)
You're gonna drink, gonna dance on the bar
You're gonna sing, screaming like you're a star
You're gonna slip that shot and put your ring in your purse
He can have your best tomorrow baby I'll take your worst
Cause tonight, ladies come, ladies come, ladies come first
Lipstick stains down the front of my shirt
Your panties on the floor and my mind's in the dirt
You're too kind of sweet, naughty and nice
If I get this chance again I won't think twice
(Back back for more, round two)
You're gonna drink, gonna dance on the bar
You're gonna sing, screaming like you're a star
You're gonna slip that shot and put your ring in your purse
He can have your best tomorrow baby I'll take your worst
Cause tonight, ladies come, ladies come, ladies come first
Writer(s): Joshua Kear, Chris Tompkins, Austin Winkler, Cody Hanson
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