地板之夜

Saturday polyester shining under spinning lights Fake leather squeaking every time we twist up tight Half a mojito melting on the speaker stand Somebody's heel broke clean they kicked it to the band
Walls sweat Don't stop Heartbeat climbing up to bop Bass drops Swing pops
Throw your hands where I can see em let the brass burst through Got no future got no past just this beat and me and you Dizzy bright a fever pitch The floor is ours tonight Losing breath and finding it The floor is ours tonight
Silver confetti buried in some stranger's curls Jacket long forgotten lost among the boys and girls Saxophone is barking and the disco drums attack Swing that thing from way back when and never bring it back
One more blast before they kill the glow Kick the kick drum way too slow If morning never comes to crash the show Would we even care
Throw your hands where I can see em let the brass burst through Got no future got no past just this beat and me and you Dizzy bright a fever pitch The floor is ours tonight Losing breath and finding it The floor is ours tonight