Black jeans, white tee, black converse, You know she gets it right. Blue hair, blue eyes, I saw her, I couldn't help it I was like
I wanna be, be, be in the game I wanna know, know your middle name. If we could go, go, it won't be the same Cause right now you're killing the game.
Everybody's gonna go big tonight, in a couple of hours we'll be like...
Chorus: Take my money, take my keys, Drive this car through the drive through please From the floor to the ceiling Rhyming and stealing Everybody in the place catch that feeling like
Take my money
Late night, pass out in Tokyo New York, LA, Chicago She said her friends were at the show, backstage we'll let 'em in.
They wanna be, be, be in the game They wanna know, know what we gotta say And in the front row you're going insane And in the back row you're killing the game.
Everybody's gonna go big tonight, in a couple of hours we'll be like...
Chorus: Take my money, take my keys, Drive this car through the drive through please From the floor to the ceiling Rhyming and stealing Everybody in the place catch that feeling like...