Well I'm all dressed up with somewhere to go
I got money in my pocket, I'm primed, it shows
And I've got no problem findin' friends, no
We gonna do it and hope that it never ends
Well, we're pullin' out the stops
And we're turnin' back the clocks
You better hope you gotta piece of the rock
Paint this town
Hey bartender, I'm buyin' the rounds
Paint this town
Flip on the jukebox, don't turn it down
Paint this town
We're gonna rock this place into the ground
I gotta tank of gas and a shiny car
I gotta rope around my lucky star
And I don't have a single doubt, no
That tonight we're gonna blow it out
Well, we're pullin' out the stops
And we're turnin' back the clocks
You better hope you gotta piece of the rock
Paint this town
Hey bartender, I'm buyin' the rounds
Paint this town
Flip on the jukebox, don't turn it down
Paint this town
We're gonna rock 'till the moon goes down
Paint this town
We're gonna rock this place into the ground
Hey, drinks are on me
Hey, come on over here
Check it out dude
Brand new credit card
Hey, double shots for everybody
C'mon
Paint this town
Hey bartender I'm buyin' the rounds
Paint this town
Flip on the jukebox, don't turn it down
Paint this town
We're gonna rock 'till the moon goes down
Paint this town
We're gonna rock this place into the ground
Paint this town
Paint this town
Paint this town
Feels like a party
