Life Of The Party
Who needs money? Not meWho needs fortune or fame?I don't need a new careerA sympathetic ear, a name
All I need is time to playOnly want the gamePoint me to the MikeI know what I like
Don't you wanna be, the life of the party?Don't you wanna be, the cream of the crop?Don't you wanna feel those shivering hits'Til someone calls it quits or someone calls a cop?
Don't you wanna land the role of a lifetime?Well, you better get down on one knee'Cause you could play the life of the partyIf you can pray with me
Who needs lovers? Not IWho needs heaven above?Don't have time for things unsaidFor baking bread for love
All I need is room to fightHand in fisted glovePoint me to the skyIt's my turn to fly
Don't you wanna be, the life of the party?Don't you wanna be, the top of the heap?This is where the jamboree never endsWhy not be counting friends instead of counting sheep?
If you wanna join, the heavenly choirHurry up and get yourself in lineBut don't you pass the life of the partyUntil you pass the wine
Let the drinks pourLet the crowds roarLet the Heavens wildly cheer
'Til the sunriseBrings the goodbyesI'll be hereNever fear
Who's it gonna be, the life of the party?Who's it gonna be, the king of the hill?Don't you wanna be there, running the showUntil it's time to go or 'til it's time to kill?
Don't you ever wanna be, somebody to envyDon't you wanna be, footloose and free?Well, you could be the life of the partyIf you were more like me