It feels like a perfect nightTo dress up like hipstersAnd make fun of our exesUh-uh, uh-uhIt feels like a perfect nightFor breakfast at midnightTo fall in love with strangersUh-uh, uh-uh
YeahWe're happy, free, confused and lonely at the same timeIt's miserable and magical, oh, yeahTonight's the night when we forget about the deadlinesIt's time, oh-oh
I don't know about youBut I'm feeling twenty-twoEverything will be alright ifYou keep me next to youYou don't know about meBut I'll bet you want toEverything will be alright ifWe just keep dancing like we'reTwenty-two, twenty-two
It seems like one of those nightsThis place is too crowdedToo many cool kidsUh-uh, uh-uh (Who's Taylor Swift, anyway? Ew)It seems like one of those nightsWe ditch the whole sceneAnd end up dreamin'Instead of sleeping
YeahWe're happy, free, confused and lonely in the best wayIt's miserable and magical, oh, yeahTonight's the night when we forget about the heartbreaksIt's time, oh-oh
(Hey!) I don't know about youBut I'm feeling twenty-twoEverything will be alright if (Ooh)You keep me next to youYou don't know about meBut I'll bet you want toEverything will be alright if (Alright)We just keep dancing like we'reTwenty-two (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh), twenty-two (I don't know about you)Twenty-two, twenty-two (Ooh)
It feels like one of those nightsWe ditch the whole sceneIt feels like one of those nightsWe won't be sleepin'It feels like one of those nightsYou look like bad newsI gotta have youI gotta have you (You)Woah, ooh, yeah, eh-yeah
(Hey!) I don't know about you (I don't know about you)But I'm feeling twenty-twoEverything will be alright if (Ooh)You keep me next to youYou don't know about me (You don't know about me)But I'll bet you want toEverything will be alright ifWe just keep dancing like we're (Dancing like we're twenty-two)Twenty-two (Woah-oh), twenty-two (Dancing like)Twenty-two (Yeah, yeah), twenty-two (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It feels like one of those nights (Twenty-two)We ditch the whole sceneIt feels like one of those nights (Twenty-two)We won't be sleepingIt feels like one of those nights (Twenty-two)You look like bad newsI gotta have youI gotta have you