Last Call
The Static (Pop) * Track #4 On While the Night Is Young
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Album While the Night Is Young
Last Call by The Static (Pop)
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The Static (Pop)Last Call Lyrics
Last call is hours away
And the rhythm of the dance floor is calling your name
Last call is a countdown to another lonely night
While the night is young
Round, round, through the crowd
Look at these girls, I love this town
Long legs and perfect skin
Got a mind for money and a body for sin
Oh, oh, I'm on the chase
Time to forget about what's-her-face
Who's your friend? No, not the blonde
The dark-haired one with the tight jeans on
I love the way she moves
Shaking like she's got somethin' to prove
Moves in close when the lights get low
She can't wait to take me home
While the night is young
The sweetest taste is just a sip away
While you wait for love
Like the perfect drug, just slip it under your tongue
Last call is hours away
And the rhythm of the dance floor is calling your name
Last call is a countdown to another lonely night
While the night is young
I like where the night is going
I'm the king when the crown is flowing
Up so loud that your ears ringing
Lit like a chandelier swinging
Low down to the ground
Bass on sale, and they just sold out
We got all night, so let's kick it back
Walking that line like Johnny Cash
While the night is young
The sweetest taste is just a sip away
While you wait for love
Like the perfect drug, just slip it under your tongue
Last call is hours away
And the rhythm of the dance floor is calling your name
Last call is a countdown to another lonely night
While the night is young
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, while you wait for love
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Round, round, through the crowd
Bass turned up like a lost and found
Move in close when the lights get low
Find someone and don't leave alone
Don't leave alone, don't leave alone
When the lights get low, find someone to take you home
While the night is young
The sweetest taste is just a sip away
While you wait for love
Like the perfect drug, just slip it under your tongue
Whoa, last call is hours away
And the rhythm of the dance floor is calling your name
Last call is a countdown to another lonely night
While the night is young
Last call is hours away
And the rhythm of the dance floor is calling your name
(While you wait for love)
Last call is a countdown to another lonely night
While the night is young