It's a story, but that's why I'm here to tell you stories, so picture the scene
Let's begin
The turn of the day
When all music fools come out to play
Until the drunk turn of night
So many stories to hear
So many chicks to greet
And beautiful faces unseen
So many stories to hear
So many chicks to greet
And beautiful faces unseen
What they were building? No one could say
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
At the turn of the night
We all wonder and chuckle in the lights
Until every floor is soaked through
Such crazy behaviors
Such noise in our ears
Let's all change gears
Such crazy behaviors
Such noise in our ears
Let's all change gears
If we you really need to express something
But I don't know what it is I want to express
Or how to express it?
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Before this night ends
I will mingle and find you
Until your hand is in my hand
So much sweat and laughter
So much for electric beats
And spark when you come so sweet
So much sweat and laughter
So much for electric beats
And spark when you come so sweet
Thank you for a lovely invitation
Good night, it's been charming
At the turn of the day
When words become syllables
Will you remember our dance?
I ask myself that question all the time
At the turn of the day
When words become syllables
Will you remember our dance?
Ah! you remember that?
Something I should never forget