Well she works in an office now, and she guesses the pay's all right
She can buy a few new things to wear and still go out at night
And as soon as she gets home from work, she wants to be out with the crowd
Where she can dance and toss her head back and laugh out loud
Well, the music's playing faster and they just met
He presses up against her and his shirt's all soaked with sweat
And with her back against the bar she can listen to the band
And she's holding a Corona and it's cold against her hand
The night's too long
It just drags on and on
And then there's never enough
That's when the sun starts coming up
Don't let go of her hand
You just might be the right man
She loves the night
She loves the night
She doesn't want the night, don't want it to end
Don't want it to end
Don't want it to end