Text: Handshakes And Highfives. You Go That Way (I'll Go Home).

Poppin' bottles with some friends sometime, somewhere tonight
A thousand faces line the wall with every eye on us
You're so tempting with your hair, your eyes
and the way that you move those thighs
You go left and I'll stay right, we'll slip out of sight

Then kill the lights, woah
We're guilty, we're guilty, we're guilty...

The door is locked but by the sound of our breathing
We're not fooling anyone The lights are off,
our clothes are on the floor, they're on the floor
Let's remember this when we wake up

The bottles empty, the room is spinning, so come and get me
A thousand faces lie there wasted, they're all listening
I saw you eyeballing me You're all I've wanted and here
I've got you now SO KILL THE LIGHTS THAT BURN
We're guilty, we're guilty, we're guilty Damn right filthy

Then kill the lights...