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Going Out Tonight

Blow dryer on full blast Music streaming from the stereo Hips swaying, lips pursed Bass pumpin’, vibrating through the thin stems Of my stilettos Yeah that’s right I’m going out tonight Mascara, eyeliner Little Black Dress on tight I’m beautiful, I’m young And I’m getting crunk tonight That’s right I do what I want Can you handle the fact that I’ll be dancing with Mr. Right All night long There is no ring on my finger And no wedding bells in the air I do what I want, when I please I’m leaving you with flair Yeah, that’s right, I’m going out tonight I don’t care how much you beg I’m gonna get it on the dance floor I’m gonna get crunk And forget all the mistakes you made When you lied All those times you fooled around on me All those times you lied to my face But this time I’m switching the roles I’m putting you in your place And you’ll be alone and finally realize a man like you Ain’t nothing without a woman like me You can miss me all you want I’m not coming back ‘Cause tonight I’m going out I’m meeting someone new Tonight I’m getting crunk Without any thoughts of you The phone is going to be off and all your rants Are going straight to voicemail Tonight, baby

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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