Stepping inside a Friday nightclub,
Dressed to the nines,
And you're saving up for your favourite song
And when it comes on, your body blazes
You shine like a light, as your pulse is racing
He sees your face across the room
Will I be waiting for you all night?

I'm sick of the sight of wasted rich kids
Stood at the sides of empty floors
Like depressing pores on the rest of our lives
No sign of smiles
And you know we're inside so please spare us,
So please spare us, you fake wayfarers, could you love?
Will I be waiting for you all night?
So come and lead me to the strobe lights

You'll never get to heaven if you dance like that
You're never gonna' get it if you hold me back
You'll never get to heaven if you dance like that
You're never gonna' get it if you hold me back

Now you're catching my eye and you're moving forward
You throw me a smile and as we start moving you start grooving
You wanna' be mine and you pull me closer
We step it outside and the sound of sirens fills the silence
'Cuz I've been waiting for you all night
So come and lead me to the strobe lights

Never get to heaven if you wa oh oh
You're never gonna' get it if you oo oo oo
Never get to heaven if you wa oh oh
You're never gonna' get it if you oo oo oo

'Cuz I've been waiting for you all night
So come and lead me to the strobe lights

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): CASS LOWE, DIANA VICKERS, FINLAY GRAHAM DOW SMITH