Album: Art Vandelay (2013)

Silver Screen

They said to stop on the call of the cops,
They said we're making too much noise;
Oh, oh you need a dancer,
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll be your dancer
(Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah)

Cause all we got is the shots on the rocks,
So baby turn the radio up;
Oh, oh you need a dancer,
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll be your dancer,
I'll be your romancer

(Hey, hey, hey, hey) [x5]

Let me,
Make your heart stop,
Make your jaw drop,
Be my leading lady;
Let me,
Be your James Dean,
We'll steal the screen,
Like we're running out of,
Love;
Like we're running out of

(Love)

So imma be the hero you need,
A cellar ride of intamacy,
Oh, oh a revolution,
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
A revolution
(Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah)

And all the girls like the boys in the bands,
I guess because we're good with our hands,
Oh, oh could I be braver?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll be your savior

(Hey, hey, hey, hey) [x5]
(We'll sing it from the rooftops,
Sing it till we can't stop,
Can't stop [x4])

Let me,
Make your heart stop,
Make your jaw drop,
Be my leading lady;
Let me,
Be your James Dean,
We'll steal the screen,
Like we're running out of,
Love

Let me,
Make your heart stop,
Make your jaw drop,
Be my leading lady;
Let me,
Be your James Dean,
We'll steal the screen,
Like we're running out of,
Love

(Let me,
Make your heart stop,
Make your heart stop,
Make your heart stop [x2])

Let me,
Make your heart stop,
Make your jaw drop,
Be my leading lady;
Let me,
Be your James Dean,
We'll steal the screen,
Like we're running out of,
Love

Let me,
Make your heart stop,
Make your jaw drop,
Be my leading lady;
Let me,
Be your James Dean,
We'll steal the screen,
Like we're running out of,
Love;
Like we're running out of,
Love