Clock says midnight's running late again Piano's laughing through the smoke and gin The drummer's got a rhythm on the edge of time And everybody's walking to the bassline A couple in the corner spinning old clichés A stranger buying stories that they'll never say The room is glowing gold beneath the neon glow Nobody's thinking about going home The bartender is stacking up the glasses slow But every time he looks around, the crowd wants more It's closing hour, don't sit down Turn that record one more round If the night's about to fade away Let's make it something worth replaying It's closing hour, raise 'em high Sing it loud beneath the lights When tomorrow comes knocking at the door We'll still be dancing through the closing hour Saxophone is flirting with a melody The city's humming right along in harmony A jacket on a chair, somebody lost a shoe Nobody cares, we've got better things to do The manager keeps pointing at his watch again The band's pretending not to understand a thing One more chorus, one more chance to steal the night Before the morning steals the spotlight The bartender is shaking his head with a grin Like he's heard this same old promise all over again It's closing hour, don't sit down Turn that record one more round If the night's about to fade away Let's make it something worth replaying It's closing hour, raise 'em high Sing it loud beneath the lights When tomorrow comes knocking at the door We'll still be dancing through the closing hour Leave the worries with the empty glasses Leave the deadlines in the afternoon Tonight we're richer than a pocket full of money We've got rhythm and a room that knows the tune Hey! One more laugh One more song One more memory before it's gone It's closing hour, don't sit down Turn that record one more round If the night's about to fade away Let's make it something worth replaying It's closing hour, raise 'em high Sing it loud beneath the lights When tomorrow comes knocking at the door We'll still be dancing through the closing hour Oh-oh-oh, through the closing hour Oh-oh-oh, through the closing hour The lights come up, the night's not over in our hearts We'll carry this rhythm long after we depart
