Midnight Treats and Tricks

Your porch lights glow like jack-o'-lantern eyes

You laugh in the mask, I'm catching your disguise

My costume's half-cool, half-homeward charm

Your candy bag's full, but you keep my arm

The moon's got glitter on the neighborhood booze

Every sidewalk step feels a little bit loose

You say, are you trouble? I smile, maybe just fun

And the night keeps spinning till the morning comes

Chicka-chi, take my hand tonight

We're glowing in the streetlights, sweet and bright

'Cause turns out hearts are out of control

Floating through the checks of an October soul

Chicka-chi, we're the good times star

Candy bunny lips and a spark in your heart

We're walking like we own this town

All the little girls can watch us dance it down

I've got a vampire grin and a pocket of gum

You got those eyes saying, come on and come on

You trade sugar smiles by the curbside fence

Like every small ghost story makes perfect sense

This freaky little breeze on the cul-de-sac street

Feels more like a rhythm than a cold October tease

You lean a little closer, I lean right back

Like a treasure map hidden in a pumpkin patch

Cheek for cheek, take my hand tonight

We're glowing in the streetlight, sweet and bright

Customs are hearts out of control

Flirting through the tricks of an October soul

Trick or treat, let the good times start

Candy on your lips and a spark in your heart

We're laughing like we own this town

All the little girls can watch us dance it down

If the bats start circling, we'll just spin faster

Turn a haunted corner into a happy disaster

No fear in the thunder, no chill in the air

Just two little thrill seekers falling somewhere

Trick or treat, take my hand tonight

Quit gloomy in the streetlight, sweet and bright

Gassed inside, out of control

Flirting through the tricks of an October soul

Trick or treat, keep the fun low

With some candy on the traces in the midnight crowd

We're laughing like we own this town

All the little ghosts can watch us dance it down

Long left, don't be late, don't let us go

We're sugars, need spikes in a haunted show