All the crosses on the highway (all the crosses on the highway)
Make a runway in the street (make a runway in the street)
And just like any given Tuesday, pull up at the valet
Take me to my seat (take me to my seat)
But I was born inside a black car (born inside a black car)
Little bag under my coat (little bag under my coat)
We're counting paper in the backyard throw it off the deep end
And see if it will float (to see if it will float)
Oh, 'cause I want it all, oh-oh-oh, yeah
Closing time
But the night is still brand new
Ain't no stopping me now
Once I tie up my laces
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
And my state of mind, would it be easier on you if I wasn't around?
One hit, off to the races
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
Talking money in the men's room (talking money in the men's room)
Pockets lined with gasoline (pockets lined with gasoline)
A leather jackets like a costume soaked in sweat and perfume
But isn't that the dream? (But isn't that the dream?)
Tried to take me back to Brooklyn (tried to take me back to Brooklyn)
Hit the pedal, cross the bridge (hit the pedal, cross the bridge)
I think tonight should be a good one
You're one hell of a women for one son of a bitch (one son of a bitch)
Oh, 'cause you know I want it all, oh-oh
I f*cking want it all, oh-oh-oh, yeah
Closing time
But the night is still brand new
Ain't no stopping me now
Once I tie up my laces
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
And my state of mind, would it be easier on you if I wasn't around?
One hit, off to the races
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
'Cause you know I want it all, oh-oh
I f*cking want it all, oh-oh-oh
It's closing time
But the night is still brand new
Ain't no stopping me now
But once I tie up my laces
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
And my state of mind, would it be easier on you if I wasn't around?
One hit, I'm off to the races
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
All the right friends in all the wrong places, to you
All the right friends in all the wrong places, I do
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All the crosses on the highway (all the crosses on the highway)
Make a runway in the street (make a runway in the street)
And just like any given Tuesday, pull up at the valet
Take me to my seat (take me to my seat)
But I was born inside a black car (born inside a black car)
Little bag under my coat (little bag under my coat)
We're counting paper in the backyard throw it off the deep end
And see if it will float (to see if it will float)
Oh, 'cause I want it all, oh-oh-oh, yeah
Closing time
But the night is still brand new
Ain't no stopping me now
Once I tie up my laces
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
And my state of mind, would it be easier on you if I wasn't around?
One hit, off to the races
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
Talking money in the men's room (talking money in the men's room)
Pockets lined with gasoline (pockets lined with gasoline)
A leather jackets like a costume soaked in sweat and perfume
But isn't that the dream? (But isn't that the dream?)
Tried to take me back to Brooklyn (tried to take me back to Brooklyn)
Hit the pedal, cross the bridge (hit the pedal, cross the bridge)
I think tonight should be a good one
You're one hell of a women for one son of a bitch (one son of a bitch)
Oh, 'cause you know I want it all, oh-oh
I f*cking want it all, oh-oh-oh, yeah
Closing time
But the night is still brand new
Ain't no stopping me now
Once I tie up my laces
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
And my state of mind, would it be easier on you if I wasn't around?
One hit, off to the races
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
'Cause you know I want it all, oh-oh
I f*cking want it all, oh-oh-oh
It's closing time
But the night is still brand new
Ain't no stopping me now
But once I tie up my laces
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
And my state of mind, would it be easier on you if I wasn't around?
One hit, I'm off to the races
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
All the right friends in all the wrong places, to you
All the right friends in all the wrong places, I do
Make a runway in the street (make a runway in the street)
And just like any given Tuesday, pull up at the valet
Take me to my seat (take me to my seat)
But I was born inside a black car (born inside a black car)
Little bag under my coat (little bag under my coat)
We're counting paper in the backyard throw it off the deep end
And see if it will float (to see if it will float)
Oh, 'cause I want it all, oh-oh-oh, yeah
Closing time
But the night is still brand new
Ain't no stopping me now
Once I tie up my laces
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
And my state of mind, would it be easier on you if I wasn't around?
One hit, off to the races
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
Talking money in the men's room (talking money in the men's room)
Pockets lined with gasoline (pockets lined with gasoline)
A leather jackets like a costume soaked in sweat and perfume
But isn't that the dream? (But isn't that the dream?)
Tried to take me back to Brooklyn (tried to take me back to Brooklyn)
Hit the pedal, cross the bridge (hit the pedal, cross the bridge)
I think tonight should be a good one
You're one hell of a women for one son of a bitch (one son of a bitch)
Oh, 'cause you know I want it all, oh-oh
I f*cking want it all, oh-oh-oh, yeah
Closing time
But the night is still brand new
Ain't no stopping me now
Once I tie up my laces
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
And my state of mind, would it be easier on you if I wasn't around?
One hit, off to the races
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
'Cause you know I want it all, oh-oh
I f*cking want it all, oh-oh-oh
It's closing time
But the night is still brand new
Ain't no stopping me now
But once I tie up my laces
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
And my state of mind, would it be easier on you if I wasn't around?
One hit, I'm off to the races
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places
All the right friends in all the wrong places, to you
All the right friends in all the wrong places, I do
Writer: Martin Johnson, Ryland Blackinton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC