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And dancing cheek to cheek 

Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up 
Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough 
Going 'round the world in a pickup truck 
Ain't
the sun comes up
Ain't givin' in
'Til they get enough
Going 'round the world
In a pickup truck
Ain't goin' down
'Til the sun comes up

Ten 'til twelve is
'til the sun comes up
Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough
Going 'round the world in a pickup truck
Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up

Ten 'til
shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily
You face me, punk it's over, you'll faint fast
I've
won't go up in the Oval Office right now
And flip whatever ain't tied down upside down
I'm all for America, fuck the government
Tell that seed
That I won't go up in the Oval Office right now
And flip whatever ain't tied down upside down
I'm all for America, fuck the government
Tell that C.
you're not by my side

Rockin' 'til the sun comes up
Talkin' forever ain't enough
Fallin' in the moonlight love
Keep on fallin' when the sun comes up
'til the sun comes up
Talkin', forever ain't enough
Fallin', in the moonlight love
Keep on fallin' when the sun comes up, yeah

Oh, I got a real fast jet
the sun comes up
Don't wait up for us
Cause we ain't sitting down 'til we can't stand up
Don't wait up for us
Cause we ain't gonna stop 'til we've had
Keith Urban, Mister Worldwide
They say life is short
So, I'ma live it up
Tonight it's going down
'Til the sun comes up

Two a.m. and I'm about
shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily
You face me, punk it's over, you'll faint fast
I've
the mists of June
And the whole world is lit up by the Culver Moon

Baby I'm going to love you 'til the stars come down
'Til they park their limos
days like these you wanna make them last

Speakers laying in the truck bed
No this day ain't done yet
'Til the sun goes down

Turn it up a little bit
I usually love sleeping all alone
This time around bring your friend with you
But we ain't really going to sleep at all
You ain't gonna catch me
spit of you're efforts to calm them down

[Chorus]

House party ya'll
It's going down people
Like the wall of Berlin

Lock the door
'Til you see
come down, make no mistakes

They can say they do and my eyes on the horizon
When I wake, all I see is the sun rising
Just when I thought I said all
of that
We gone delirious!
La la la la la la
Come and take a ride
Stay up all night, OK

Out 'til the sun up
Twisted and burn up,
Can't nobody stop us
We
of that
Gimme some of that
Gimme some of that
We gone delirious!
La la la la la la
Come and take a ride
Stay up all night, OK

Out 'til the sun up
And I'm singing my songs downtown in a bar
You can come with a friend, you can come by yourself
You can sleep here with me, I ain't got nobody else
In
my shoes
With my head spinning round
But I ain't going down not
Because of you
bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?

Put your money on the table and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog, I'ma
Now, just picture me high up with my top down
On Highland and Sunset, doin' 85 on the top deck
See, step by step we're walking on stars
If you're
Settle in this real 'til my gold club come up
You ain't even know nothing, last week all on the street
Yelling let me hold something
Now shorty
at the Captain's Table drinking Tango & gin by the old piano
Playing cards and smoking cigars 'til the sun came up
Or was it going down for the night?

[CHORUS:]
Turn the lights off, turn the lights off
Your daddy better lock up his girl
Say a prayer boy, call on the cops
'Cause you ain't gotta run when