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Night, midnight, lose my mind Night, midnight, lose my mind Night, midnight, lose my mind (When you get to my high, when you get to my) Night, midnight Oh, God, I'm clean out of air in my lungs It's all gone Played it so nonchalant It's time we danced with the truth Move alone with the truth Ooh (hey) We're sleeping through all the days I'm acting like I don't see Every ribbon you used to tie yourself to me But my hips have missed your hips So, let's get to know the kicks Will you sway with me? Go astray with me? (Ah ha) We're King and Queen of the weekend Ain't a pill that could touch our rush (But what will we do when we're sober?) When you dream with a fever Bet you wish you could touch our rush (But what will we do when we're sober?) These are the games of the weekend We pretend that we just don't care But we care (But what will we do when we're sober?) When you dream with a fever Bet you wish you could touch our rush (But what will we do when we're sober?) Oh, God, I'm closing my teeth Around this liquor-wet lime Midnight, lose my mind I know you're feeling it too Can we keep up with the ruse? Ah ah (hey) B-bodies all through my house I know this story by heart: Jack and Jill get fucked up and possessive When it get dark But my hips have missed your hips So, let's get to know the kicks Will you sway with me? Go astray with me? (Ah ha) We're King and Queen of the Weekend Ain't a pill that could touch our rush (But what will we do when we're sober?) When you dream with a fever Bet you wish you could touch our rush (But what will we do when we're sober?) These are the games of the weekend We pretend that we just don't care But we care (But what will we do when we're sober?) When you dream with a fever Bet you wish you could touch our rush (But what will we do when we're sober?) Midnight, we're fading 'Til daylight, we're jaded We know that it's over In the morning, you'll be dancing with all the heartache And the treason, the fantasies of leaving But we know that, when it's over In the morning, you'll be dancing with us (Midnight, lose my mind, midnight, lose my mind) Oh, dancing with us, oh, dancing with us (But what will we do when we're sober?) Oh, you'll be dancing with us (Can you feel it? Can you feel it?) Dancing with us, us (But what will we do when we're sober?) Us When you get to my high (midnight, lose my mind) When you get to my (midnight, lose my mind)