They’re closing the bar down

Boarding up for the night

But we ain’t done making the feeling right

So what do we do?

We could hide til they look but don’t find nobody

Then lock up so we can throw our own little party

Cuz from the first word you said to me

I couldn’t be a stranger for long

So if you’re down I’m down to go & keep it low key

Small talk til they ask where’ve we gone

Under burnt out neon lights

We keep on finding ourselves in the dark

I’m hoping they lose the key can’t find it

So we get more time in starting cigarette sparks

I don’t care if they leave us here all night long

Who knows when they’re coming back again

Long as we’re still talking over a jukebox song

Then I’m ok with staying locked in