Friday nights, we own this town.
Doing things we'll talk about, forever.
Nothing better than being this young, but old enough to be on the run, together.
Got a date, not tonight.
That don't mean we're not lady like.
So put on a dress and fill up the car.
Staying out late, breaking some hearts.
Out with the girls, as good as it gets.
Chasing the boys and putting on, lipstick.
Talking fast and laughing out loud.
Turn that radio up right now.
We're singing.
Never want these days to end.
We'll never be, this free again, and dreamin'.
It's a full moon tonight, kiss the boys, make em' cry...
So put on a dress and fill up the car.
Staying out late, breaking some hearts.
Out with the girls, as good as it gets.
Chasing the boys and putting on, lipstick.
It's a full moon tonight, kiss the boys, kiss the boys,kiss the boys.
Put on a dress and fill up the car.
Staying out late, breaking some hearts.
Out with the girls, as good as it gets.
Chasing the boys and putting on, lipstick.
Put on a dress and fill up the car.
Staying out late, breaking some hearts.
Out with the girls, as good as it gets.
Chasing the boys and putting on, lipstick.
Putting on, lipstick.
Just putting on, lipstick.
(Gracias a Natalia por esta letra)