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Die Young - Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums

 

Oh what a shame that you came here with someone

 

So while you're here in my arms

 

Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

 

We're gonna die young

 

We're gonna die young

 

Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

 

Hearts out our minds

Running 'til we outta time

Wild child's lookin' good

Living hard just like we should

 

Don't care who's watching when we tearing it up you know

 

That magic that we got nobody can touch for sure

 

Looking for some trouble tonight yeah

 

Take my hand I'll show you the wild side

 

Like it's the last night of our lives uh huh

 

We'll keep dancing 'til we die

 

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums

 

Oh what a shame that you came here with someone

 

So while you're here in my arms

 

Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

 

Young hunks taking shots

Stripping down to dirty socks

Music up gettin' hot

Kiss me give me all you've got

 

It's pretty obvious that you've got a crush

 

That magic in your pants it's making me blush

 

Looking for some trouble tonight

 

Take my hand I'll show you the wild side

 

Like it's the last night of our lives

 

We'll keep dancing 'til we die

 

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums

 

Oh what a shame that you came here with someone

 

So while you're here in my arms

 

Let's make the most of the night

Like we're gonna die young

 

We're gonna die young

 

We're gonna die young

 

Let's make the most of the night

Like we're gonna die young

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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