| In a nothing to do town, nothing’s going down
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| After them stars show up
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| It’s all dinners and TVs, red lights blinking
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| Then everybody’s sleeping but us
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| Now what do you do when you’re young and in love
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| And you got a new set of keys
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| And a beautiful girl with a bedroom window
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| Next to an old oak tree
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| Nothing good happens before midnight
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| I get all caught up kissing on you in the radio lights
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| No one’s watching but these blue eyes
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| Ain’t no close enough
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| Getting all kinda wrong, feeling all kinda right
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| Nothing good happens before midnight
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| It was killing the headlights, rolling in neutral
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| So they couldn’t hear us drive off
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| It was king of the main street, queen of the bench seat
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| Just us from dusk 'til dawn
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| Found a little spot in the dark by the water
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| Where we could lose track of time
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| The days were a part-time grocery store
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| But the nights were your lips on mine
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| Nothing good happens before midnight
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| I get all caught up kissing on you in the radio lights
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| No one’s watching but these blue eyes
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| Ain’t no close enough
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| Getting all kinda wrong, feeling all kinda right
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| Nothing good happens before midnight
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| Racing that sun back to your house
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| Wishing it would hurry up and go back down
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| So we can do it all again
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| Cause nothing good happens before midnight
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| I get all caught up kissing on you in the radio lights
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| No one’s watching but these blue eyes
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| Ain’t no close enough
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| Getting all kinda wrong, feeling all kinda right
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| Nothing good happens
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| Yeah, nothing good happens before midnight
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| Yeah, before midnight |