Your happiness is being bought. Steal it.
We were totally thinking about this the other day. You know at most clubs when 2am is rolling around and the DJ announces that he's about to play the last song of the night? And then he says goodbye and thanks for coming, and the last song ends up being something totally nuts that everyone loves and it totally just gets you out on the dancefloor for one last gasp? It's usually something the DJ would otherwise be too chicken to play, or doesn't think would be appreciated, but since it's the last song, all bets are off and he thinks, oh, what the hell?
That last song? That's us all night. Don't matter if it's 10. Don't matter if it's 2. Chances are, if you're not shaking it to what we're playing already, just wait. The next song is totally your jam.
We love you forever,
-- Meatball Magic