Party people say, party people say Ay it's a new day, it's a new day World is getting ready, everybody ready, yeah! For a new day, for a new day, celebrate and say I woke up this morning thinking 'bout the old me When I was feeling like Miller Lite and

It's getting old The bad news Why turn on my TV When it's only tragedy Why turn on my radio When the headlines hurt you know We are all immigrants Sorry for the bad news It's always an issue

I'm a little boy, you're a little girl Once upon a time Time's getting on, time's over now No time before it's too soon No time after it's too late Time's getting old, time's over now Don't try to be on time Don't try to run after time

Baby, I'm hot just like an oven It's getting stronger and stronger Baby, open up and let me in I need some lovin' And baby, I can't hold it much longer And when I get that feeling I want sexual healing Sexual healing is something that's good for me

Because the cost of living About the situation Is getting so high, high, high” It's really so high, high, high Is getting so high, high, high About everything And this is what he said He told me, “Famine, famine, famine

I'm getting drunk on a plane Buyin' drinks for everybody But the pilot, it's a party Got this 737 rocking like a G6 Stewardess is somethin' sexy Leanin' pourin' Coke and whiskey Told her about my condition Got a little mile-high flight attention It's

Will be the end of the road So I guess the driveway Let the credits start to roll I tried it your way But I got nothing to show And the story's getting old For us it's too late Nothing hurts like losing

Chainsmoking your love It's getting harder to breathe Can't be good for my sanity Can't be good for my lungs I know my lease is up and the bailiff's at the door And still I'm hanging on to the life we had before I know this cold love won't lead me to the

The sun will be shinning, On my cold drink, And I'll be lying On a miller light towel Havin' happy hour All day long in the sand 'Cause it's a shore thing We're getting tore down tonight We may never sleep

It's a repeat Throw away your television It's a repeat of a story told It's a repeat and it's getting old Renegades with fancy gauges Slay the plague for it's contagious Pull the plug and take the stages Throw away your television now Time to make this