Got a gun in my hand and gin in my eye

I figured it out, she hit it on the sly

Stars are kinda like your headlights

Keepin me up all through the night

Tellin me how you feel with one loud sigh

How could i?  How can i?  How could i?

I can't buy it

You supply it

We're all here and we don't wanna die

i love grease and justin.  i also love sleep.  i wish that it loved me.