| She- she likes to dance |
| She says come on, baby, |
| When the sun goes down, |
| let’s take a chance |
| Under the pale blue of the moon |
| Set our cares aside, and turn on a midnight tune |
| And we’ll ride on a comet |
| through the summer sky |
| So high |
| Yeah, we’ll be poppin' on the Fourth of July, |
| Burnin' up like a million fireflies |
| Oh, we’re havin' a good time, |
| Drinkin' up the clear moonshine |
| Oh now you, |
| You’ve got the right, that’s right |
| To let your spirit fly free tonight |
| Ain’t it fine |
| We’re so mellow from the mountain wine |
| This time |
| I think we got the recipe right, |
| Full moon fever on a Saturday night. |
| Yeah, we’re having a good time, |
| Drinkin' up the clear moonshine |
| Oh, come on out and look at the stars |
| And, I, I know someone somewhere wished on ours |
| Oh, ain’t it a good time |
| Yeah, we’re just drinking up the clear moonshine |
| Drinking up the clear moonshine |