Letras
Friday night and the city's alive
Red cups spilling, yeah, we're ready to dive
Vodka whispers and the music's loud
We're just faces lost in the crowd
Neons flashing, time is crashing
Hearts are racing, no one's asking
Hands up, hands, let the weekend riot
We don't do calm, we don't do quiet
Bassline hits and the room's on fire
This is the spark, this is desire
Saturday sun creeping through the blinds
Rum and cola still fresh on my mind
Shot glasses stacked like a champion's crown
We're not stopping 'til the moon comes down
Time's a blur but we don't care
Life's electric everywhere
Hands up, hands, let the weekend riot
We don't do calm, we don't do quiet
Bassline hits and the room's on fire
This is the spark, this is desire
This is the spark, this is desire