Strap on your shoes and bow before the mirror
And you do your hair, light a smoke and laugh
And regarding last night trying to remember
All your bad decisons are erased from your memory forever
And everything feels so complete
When you toking out on the street
And smoke fills your lungs sends you flying, crying
Dooooweeeed, wild night is calling
Dooooweeeed, wild night is calling
All the girls walk by dressed up for each other
And the boys check em’ out and yell from down the street
And the people passing by stare in wide wonder
And the inside DJ blows out just like thunder
And everything feels so complete
When you toking out on the street
And smoke fills your lungs sends you flying, crying
Dooooweeeed, wild night is calling
Dooooweeeed, wild night is calling
The wild night is coming
The wild night is here
I’m going out and dance, come on out and make out
Come on out and dance, come on out, make out
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