Bending over backwards
To waste my night tryna' catch your eye
And it feels a bit unnatural
'Cause I'm not quite the romantic type
But now it's murder on the dance floor
What more could you ask for?
Cheap thrills and a sonnet in your outbox
I, I've got a hunch there will be love tonight
And there ain't no wrong or right
'Cause anything goes under moonlight
Promiscuous dancers
Nocturnal romancers
It's all naughty not nice out on a Saturday night
And I can't deal with no more making eyes
Just take me home tonight
Take me home tonight
Haunted by the thought that maybe I'll be leaving without you
Then questionable choices fuelled by inner voices
Lead my thoughts to something crude
You know there ain't no wrong or right
'Cause anything goes under moonlight
Promiscuous dancers
Nocturnal romancers
It's all naughty not nice out on a Saturday night
And I can't deal with no more making eyes
Just take me home tonight
Take me home tonight
Hey, Hey!
If you're just looking for a mistake
If you're just looking for a good time
That's alright
Take me home tonight
Promiscuous dancers
Nocturnal romancers
It's all naughty not nice out on a Saturday night
Ambiguous chancers
Performance enhancers
There's no such thing as type when the sunset rewinds
And I can't deal with no more making eyes
Just take me home tonight
Just take me home tonight
