up and put your money where your mouth is That's what you get for waking up in Vegas Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes now That's what you get for waking
Woke up in London yesterday Found myself in the city near Piccadilly Don't really know how I got here I got some pictures on my phone New names and numbers
I need another story Something to get off my chest My life gets kinda boring Need something that I can confess 'Til all my sleeves are stained red From
All the right friends in all the right places So yeah, we're going down, they got All the right moves and all the right faces So yeah, we're going down
Look into my eyes, you will see What you mean to me Search your heart, search your soul And when you find me there You'll search no more Don't tell me
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