Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

‘Cause we don’t have the time to be sorry So baby be the life of the party We don’t have to be ordinary Make your best mistakes I’m telling you to take your shot it might be scary Hearts are gonna break We don’t care what them people say We don't care

I try to untie Manhattan So lit up, lit up, lit up alright Lit up, lit up, lit up alright I try to untie 'Cause you're the low life of the party, bad blood Bad blood for everybody I'm in control and I believe My bodyguard shows her revolver to anyone who

You've been really good Take that step you’re the life of the party Know that step you’re the life of the party (Oh, oh, oh, oh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah) Hello, welcome to the other side You're lost Baby step outside your mind You've been thinking 'bout

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

And I'm so (bossy) Ain't I so (saucy) And my clothes (cost me) Body cold (frosty) Life of the party Always get it started Ain't I so (bossy) Ain't I so? I'm independent, got my own boo

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

Treat me nice says the party girl Koke adds life where there isn't any So freeze, man, freeze Elevator! Going up! In the gleaming corridors of the 51st floor The money can be made if you really want some more Executive decision, a clinical precision

That's the honky tonk truth cross my broken heart I put my right hand here on this beer And swear on this bar I ain't moaning the blues I wouldn't lie to you I'm the life of the party baby since you said good bye Just ask old Joe He knows I'm here