[Intro — whispered] You hear that engine? You see that lipstick? Oh, baby… LET’S GET STUPID! [Verse 1] Chrome on the bumper, fire in the eyes, She walked in wearing trouble disguised, Leather so tight, attitude loose, I said, “Honey, what's your name?” She said, “What's your excuse?” Jack in the glass, boots on the bar, We came for trouble and we brought a guitar, The bartender's sweating, the ceiling's on fire, Somebody's momma just joined the choir! [Pre-Chorus] Turn it up till the neighbors complain, Turn it up till we're deaf from the pain, If tomorrow comes, we'll deal with it then— Tonight we're gonna do it again! [Chorus — gang vocals] HEY! HEY! — MIDNIGHT MAYHEM! HEY! HEY! — LET'S TEAR IT DOWN! Raise your glass, boys, shake that town, HEY! HEY! — MIDNIGHT MAYHEM! We got bad intentions and a six-string sound— WHOA-OH-OH! We ain't going home till the sun comes ’round! [Verse 2] She's got a tattoo shaped like a dare, I got a mullet that defies all hair, He stole my jacket, I stole his girl— She stole the keys to my Pontiac whirl! Neon fever, gasoline grin, One more round and the trouble begins, The cops know our number, the club knows our song, And somehow we've been kicked out all night long! [Pre-Chorus] Turn it up till the speakers explode, Turn it up till we overload, Got no money but we've got a plan— Borrow somebody else's van! [Chorus — gang vocals] HEY! HEY! — MIDNIGHT MAYHEM! HEY! HEY! — LET'S TEAR IT DOWN! Raise your glass, boys, shake that town, HEY! HEY! — MIDNIGHT MAYHEM! We got bad intentions and a six-string sound— WHOA-OH-OH! We ain't going home till the sun comes ’round! [Guitar solo — ridiculous, squealing, completely unnecessary] [Breakdown] Gimme an M! — M! Gimme an A! — A! Gimme a Y! — Y! Gimme some common sense! — NO WAY! One! Two! Three! Four! [Bridge] The morning's gonna hurt, But the night feels right, Got glitter on my jacket And a traffic cone for a hat tonight! If this is a bad idea— WE'RE DOING IT TWICE! [Final Chorus — huge gang vocals] HEY! HEY! — MIDNIGHT MAYHEM! HEY! HEY! — LIGHT THE SKY! Kick that door and kiss goodbye Every little rule that says we shouldn't try! HEY! HEY! — MIDNIGHT MAYHEM! HEY! HEY! — ONE MORE ROUND! Raise your fists till the roof comes down, WHOA-OH-OH! We're the kings of nowhere And we're wearing the crown! [Outro] HEY! HEY! HEY! Who's got the keys? …Nobody? ROCK AND ROLL!
