(steve segal/myles goodwyn)
Published by mfg sing sing music/deeny weeny publishing/socan - ascap

Aint no time to fool around
Man I gotta hit this town tonight, I feel alright
Ive been standing in one place too long
Listening to that same old song
And you know, baby I gotta go, yeah

Bright lights, comin up real fast
All night, I gotta make this moment last
Headlights, pullin up beside me
A man pulled me over, gets out of his car
And he said, you better slow down

Busy pumpin of the feet
Bodies movin in the heat all night, and thats alright
Im lookin at the way she moves
Cookin up and turnin grooves
As she does, could this be love

Bright lights, shes comin up real close
All night, I gotta make the most of it
So nice, shes rubbin up beside me
Then she pulls back a little, looks to me in the eye
To say, you better slow down

Drinkin wine and movin fast
I dont know if Im gonna last the night, and that aint right
The guy who stopped mes puffin smoke
Asked me if I want a toke
Hey whats this baby, you know that aint right

Bright lights, spinnin all around
All night, Im goin up and down
So i, stop right here, aint botherin me
Better split before Im history, huh

Alright, the man keeps comin, the lights keep spinnin
All night, its time I head for home
Alright, I gotta turn and get away from here, cause the
Bright lights, you know they just dont work for me
I gotta split from here before Im history