That night

The night is young
The night is ours
Dressed to the nines

This crazy bunch
So wild and free
Not a care in this world
Free birds were we

Friendship and trust
You had in me
Love and dreams
You had in him

We laugh we dance
All in threes

The beat is high the booze is out
Tequila it is let’s get sloshed

You tire you rest
We dance we prance
Closer closer we meet
 
Lips parted
Tongues twisted
Hips grinding
Flames rising
 
Tempting thrust
Don’t hold back
This joyful lust
I can’t contain
Sweet surrender
Oh distraught

It's broken it's done
You’ll hate me now
You’ll hate him more
Tequila was the hunt
But we were the prey.