Hinder

Full moon, Friday night,
Must be going down to Sidney in the night.
With your dress, with your high heels on,
Bet you left your goodie took shoes at home.
The shades of the limo to the front of the line,
Shots all night, never spin and done,
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 swift back, shout it, bringing, ringing a bell,
She can’t have you past a model, baby, I take your words
‘cause tonight ladies come, ladies come, ladies come first.
I can’t stop looking at you,
I wanna get up on you like a new tattoo.
Such a good, bad, girl by it all,
Let’s take this little party to a bathroom stall.
You sound like heaven but you look like a sin,