Girls in their heels and a skinny pair of blue jeans Boys in black pearl buttons looking just like Springsteen Mama says why you wanna play in a silly rock'n'roll band? Well if you stood here Mama, I know you'd understand
It's the lights, it's the high It's the roar of the crowd, on a Friday night
Everybody's screamin' out yeah, yeah, yeah Everybody's sing it out yeah, yeah, yeah Get on your feet If it feels good; it feels right 'Cause we're all stars tonight So sing it out, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey hey
Let's all get a little rowdy, gonna party all night long And boys sway with your girls when we play a little slow song Put your hands in the air, shine a lighter or a cell phone You better buy another round, we ain't going home
On the floor, in the stands Tonight we're all in the band
and we're screamin' out yeah, yeah, yeah Everybody's singing out yeah, yeah, yeah Get on your feet If it feels good; it feels right 'Cause we're all stars tonight So sing it out, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everybody's screamin' out yeah, yeah, yeah Everybody sing it out yeah, yeah, yeah Everybody scream it out yeah, yeah, yeah Everybody sing it now yeah, yeah, yeah Get on your feet If it feels good, it feels right 'Cause we're all stars tonight So sing it out yeah, yeah, yeah Hey hey
Compositores: Dave Haywood, Charles Kelley, Hillary Scott & Monty PowellPublicado em 2010 (10/Mai)ECAD verificado fonograma #1741116 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM