Good Times

We keep our heads straight up
We move our head to the top
Like we own the night
We keep moving around
We go from town to town
Like we own the night
Hey, we write the story
Like there’s no tomorrow
It all feels right
And hey
When you say it’s over
We stand by your side
Because we own the night
We own the night
We put our hands up in the sky
And let the good times come to life
We let the good times roll
We losing control
Like we own the night
We let the good times roll
We losing control
Like we own the night
Hey, we write the story
Like there’s no tomorrow
It all feels right
And hey
When you say it’s over
We stand by your side
Because we own the night
We own the night
We put our hands up in the sky
And let the good times come to life