Well, our hearts beat like thunder
I don't know why they don't explode
You got your hands in my back pockets
And Sam Cooke's singin' on the radio

You say that I'm the boy
Who can make it all come true
Well, I'm tellin' you that I don't know
If I know what to do

You say, "That's alright, hold tight"
Well, I don't even know if I'm doin' this right
Well alright, hold tight
We could stay out all day

We could run around all night
Well all night, all night
Well, it's time to go home
And I ain't even done with the night

Well, I don't know no good come-ons
And I don't know no cool lines
I feel the heat of your frustration
I know it's burnin' you up deep down inside

You say that I'm the boy
Who can make it all come true
Well, I'm tellin' you that I don't know
If I know what to do

You say, "That's alright, hold tight"
Well, I don't even know if I'm doin' this right
Well alright, hold tight
We could stay out all day

We could run around all night
Well all night, all night
Well, it's time to go home
And I ain't even done with the night

Ain't even done with the night, hold tight
Well, I don't even know if I'm doin' this right
Well alright, hold tight, we could stay out all day
Or we could run around all night

Well all night, all night
Well, it's time to go home
And I ain't even done with the night

No I ain't even done with the night
No, no, ain't even done with the night
No I ain't even done with the night
No, no, ain't even, ain't even done with the night
No, no, I ain't even done with the night
No I ain't even done with the night