Everybody Sings - Cassadee Pope

There’s a guy at the door wearing black eyeliner

There’s a birthday girl goin' for an all-nighter

And the frat boys knocking back shots with the bikers

Just another night with a bunch of outsiders, yeah

All the neon signs lighting up our faces

Grab another round, add another for the waitress

The kick drum kicks in loud and our song’s coming through the speakers

Thumping all night long, all night long

Everybody sways to the beat by the record place

Everybody knows how it goes, whoa, oh, oh

Hands up in the air, nobody cares

We don’t stop for anything

Around here, everybody sings

Everybody sings

We’re dancing like fools with the music blasting

Trying not to spill the drinks in our glasses

No, we’re not going home 'til the taps run dry

We’re all shining in our own spotlight

Singing every line

It feels so right

Everybody sways to the beat by the record place

Everybody knows how it goes, whoa, oh, oh

Hands up in the air, nobody cares

We don’t stop for anything

Around here, everybody sings

Everybody sings

Singing, stomping our feet

Hands on our hips

It’s gotta be as good as it gets

Stomping our feet

Hands on our hips

It’s gotta be as good as it gets

Stomping our feet

Hands on our hips

It’s gotta be as good as it gets

Stomping, shaking, it’s gotta be as good as it gets

Everybody sways to the beat by the record place

Everybody knows how it goes, whoa, oh, oh, oh

Hands up in the air, nobody cares

We don’t stop for anything

Around here, everybody sings

Everybody sings

Everybody sings

Everybody sings