Lyrics

So many lighters in the air Don't wanna be any where but here right now Shot glasses on the table(Light 'em up) Where Hennesey is on the label Empty Pockets but we don't care, You woulda had to be there to know what I mean Without a care in the world This the last call for all you boys and girls like... Oh well if the sun don't rise then the shore night air doesn't have to end Oh well if the stars don't go just a couple more shots take it slow, slow, slow Ooooo, its gon be a hell of a night Take a toast in the name of alcohol I'm wasted but it's alright I live it up till the angels callin me home It say love me Everybody smiles what the get but the wind may flash in No matter if youre young or old just express your soul See the lights on the strip, oh Grab a cab get lit, yeah Oooo I never gad a better time than this Oh, I hope Oh Oh well if the sun don't rise then the shore night air doesn't have to end Oh well if the stars don't go just a couple more shots take it slow, slow, slow Ooooo, its gon be a hell of a night Take a toast in the name of alcohol I'm wasted but it's alright I live it up till the angels callin me home Lemme hear you say yea ay ay(yeah ay ay ay) Say Yea ay ay-o(yea ay ay-o) Say yea ay ay(yea ay ay) Say yea ay ay-o(yea ay ay-o) Wayo wayo(wayo wayo) Wayo wayo(wayo wayo) Wayo wayo(wayo wayo) WAYO WAYO Oh well if the sun don't rise then the shore night air doesn't have to end Oh well if the stars don't go just a couple more shots take it slow, slow, slow Ooooo, its gon be a hell of a night Take a toast in the name of alcohol I'm wasted but it's alright I live it up till the angels callin me home I live it up till the angels callin me home I live it up till the angels callin me home Nah nah nah Nah nah nah Nah nah nah Nah nah nah, nah nah nah Nah nah nah Nah nah nah Nah nah nah Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
Writer(s): Douglas Ernest Garrett, Nicolas Tuilesu, Peter Paul Guerrero Cruz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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