Right right, turn off the lights
We gonna lose our minds tonight
What's the dealio?
I love when it's all too much
Five AM turn the radio up
Where's the rock and roll? Party crasher, pantie snatcher
Call me up if you are gangster
Don't be fancy, just get dancey
Why so serious? So raise your gla** if you are wrong
In all the right ways
All my underdogs, we will never be, never be
Anything but loud
And nitty gritty dirty little freaks
Won't you come on, and come on, and
Raise your gla**
Just come on and come on and
Raise your gla**
Just come on and come on and
Raise your gla**
Just come on and come on and
Raise your gla** So if you're too school for cool
And you're treated like a fool
You could choose to let it go
We can always, we can always
Party on our own