Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emanuel Kiriakou
Emanuel Kiriakou
Programming
R.K. Follese
R.K. Follese
Vocals
Ian Keaggy
Ian Keaggy
Bass
Jamie Follesé
Jamie Follesé
Drums
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Programming
Alexei Misoul
Alexei Misoul
Keyboards
Dan Book
Dan Book
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lindy Robbins
Lindy Robbins
Songwriter
Evan Kidd Bogart
Evan Kidd Bogart
Songwriter
Nash Overstreet
Nash Overstreet
Songwriter
R.K. Follese
R.K. Follese
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emanuel Kiriakou
Emanuel Kiriakou
Co-Producer
Jens Koerkemeier
Jens Koerkemeier
Engineer
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Additional Engineer
Tim Roberts
Tim Roberts
Assistant Engineer
Alexei Misoul
Alexei Misoul
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Dan Book
Dan Book
Producer
Phil Seaford
Phil Seaford
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rory Rositas
Rory Rositas
Engineer

Lyrics

Uno, dos, tres It's been a really, really messed up week Seven days of torture, seven days of bitter And my girlfriend went and cheated on me She's a California dime, but it's time for me to quit her La la la, whatever La la la, it doesn't matter La la la, oh well La la la We're going at it tonight, tonight There's a party on the rooftop, top of the world Tonight, tonight And we're dancing on the edge of the Hollywood sign I don't know if I'll make it But watch how good I'll fake it It's alright, alright Tonight, tonight I woke up with a strange tattoo Not sure how I got it, not a dollar in my pocket And it kinda looks just like you Mixed with Zach Galifianakis (huh) La la la, whatever La la la, it doesn't matter La la la, oh well La la la We're going at it tonight, tonight There's a party on the rooftop, top of the world Tonight, tonight And we're dancing on the edge of the Hollywood sign I don't know if I'll make it But watch how good I'll fake it It's alright, alright Tonight, tonight You got me singing like Whoa, oh, oh come on Oh, oh, oh, it doesn't matter Whoa, oh, oh, everybody now Oh, oh, oh (ooh) Just don't stop, let's keep the beat pumping Keep the beat up, let's drop the beat down It's my party, dance if I want to We can get crazy, let it all out Just don't stop, let's keep the beat pumping Keep the beat up, let's drop the beat down It's my party, dance if I want to We can get crazy, let it all out it's You and me, and we're runnin' this town and It's me and you, and we're shakin' the ground and Ain't nobody gonna tell us to go 'Cause this is our show, everybody Whoa, oh, oh, come on Oh, oh, oh, all you animals Whoa, oh, oh, let me hear you now Oh, oh, oh Tonight, tonight There's a party on the rooftop, top of the world Tonight, tonight And we're dancing on the edge of the Hollywood sign I don't know if I'll make it But watch how good I'll fake it It's alright, alright Tonight, tonight It's alright, alright Tonight, tonight Yeah, it's alright, alright Tonight, tonight Just singing like Whoa, oh, oh, come on Oh, oh, oh, all you party people Whoa, oh, oh, all you singletons Oh, oh, oh, even the white kids Just don't stop, let's keep the beat pumping Keep the beat up, let's drop the beat down It's my party, dance if I want to We can get crazy, let it all out Just don't stop, let's keep the beat pumping Keep the beat up, let's drop the beat down It's my party, dance if I want to We can get crazy, let it all out it's...
Writer(s): Emanuel Kiriakou, Ryan Follesee, Evan Bogart, Lindy Robbins, Nash Overstreet Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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