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It feels like a perfect night to dress up like drifters
And cut out pictures of our exes, uh uh, uh uh.
It feels like a perfect night for hitching at midnight
To fall in love with strangers, uh uh, uh uh.

Yeah,
We’re happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time
It’s miserable and magical.
Oh, yeah
Tonight’s the night when we think about the search lights
It’s time

Uh oh!
I don’t know about you
But I’ve killed 22
Everything will be alright
If you keep me next to you

The Feds don’t know about me
But I’ll bet they want to
Everything will be alright
If we just keep dancing like number
22, ooh-ooh
22, ooh-ooh

It seems like one of those nights,
This place is too crowded.
Too many cool kids, uh uh, uh uh (who’s Taylor Swift anyway, ew?)
It seems like one of those nights,
We ditch the whole scene and end up dreaming
Instead of sleeping.

Yeah,
We’re happy, free, confused, and lonely in the best way
It’s miserable and magical.
Oh, yeah
Tonight’s the night when we forget about the heartbreaks
It’s time

Uh oh! (hey!)
I don’t know about you
But I’m killed 22
Everything will be alright
If you keep me next to you
The Feds don’t know about me
But I’ll bet they want to
Everything will be alright (alright)
If we just keep dancing like number
22, ooh-ooh (oh, oh, oh)
22, ooh-ooh
I don’t know about you
22, ooh-ooh
22, ooh-ooh

It feels like one of those nights,
We ditch the whole scene.
It feels like one of those nights,
We won’t be sleeping.
It feels like one of those nights,
You look like bad news.
I gotta have you,
I gotta have you.

Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ye-e-e-e-eah, hey
I don’t know about you (I don’t know about you)
But I’m killed 22
Everything will be alright
If you keep me next to you
They don’t know about me (they don’t know about me)

And they’re not going to
Everything will be alright
If we just keep dancing like number
22, ooh-ooh
22, ooh-ooh
22, ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah
22, ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah

It feels like one of those nights,
We ditch the whole scene
It feels like one of those nights,
We won’t be sleeping
It feels like one of those nights,
You look like bad news,
I gotta have you,
I gotta have you.

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