Friday night eyes on Monday morning, The world is blurred, your hazy words are slurred Bright lights, big tune Boy I love the way you move, I know you're gonna give me everything you got, yeah One, two, brogue shoes Tell me whatchya gonna do When they find you in the disco? Three, four, lvoesure Who you taking down with you? And I'd give the world to you You mean nothing if not everything to me, yeah And I'll keep you running, running I'll keep you running Running on empty Left some of your sparkle in the middle of the dancefloor, But looks don't mean a thing When your head is in your hands Bright lights, big tune Boy I love the way you move I know this time you'll give me everything you got, yeah One, two, brogue shoes Tell me whatchya gonna do When they find you in the disco? Three, four, lvoesure Who you taking down with you? And I'd give the world to you You mean nothing if not everything to me, yeah And I'll keep you running, running I'll keep you running Running on empty