Friday evening, the sun is gone
She sheds the weight of the world off her shoulders
Forget the day, break away
It’s time to celebrate
Some say life’s to live, but hers is to love
Dancin’ in the high-beams
Her groove no one else can feel
Moonlight in her eyes
Her feet never touch the ground
Singing in a voice that speaks so rare
Her song is in the air
Mischief in her smile
She knows the words tonight
Monday morning, it’s back to the grind
Rhythm pulses through our veins every moment
18th & Vine, the checkout line
Anyplace, anytime
All we ever need is music inside
Dancin’ in the high-beams
Our groove no one else can feel
Moonlight in our eyes
Our feet never touch the ground
Singing in voices that speak so rare
Our song is in the air
Mischief in our smiles
We know the words tonight
