cmon pretty baby heard you got a boyfriend you don't want anymore you're just as fine as any girl could be i would take you everywhere to parties to i would do most anything you would want me to do i heard about you a long time ago and if you will be

As the years went by, we drifted apart I felt a shadow cross my heart I knew he was different, in his sexuality I went to his parties, as a straight minority It never seemed a threat to my masculinity He only introduced me to a wider reality When I heard

Everyone looks dead and half asleep Call up all your friends and follow me There's a couple parties going on right up the street Lets rage, rage, rage If you want to sit here on your ass, that's fine But as for me, I'm gone! If you see me, and were

Getting the cool with the happy, they went fire People downing in the middle of the parties again Seems to feel that beat you can't stop bouncing Why don't we keep the rhythm just how it sounds Now people wanna stop the frenzied happening But I need you

Tonight, tonight, tonight Joy to the city I go to the parties Throw my hands in the air I drink what they pour me The cups of who cares Go up in the night sky Up in the clouds Fly over the houses

We can just dance to this I don't wanna sleep tonight-night-night-night-night Dance to this I just wanna take that ride Don't take much to start me Push up on my body, yeah You know we've already seen all of the parties We can just, we can just Oh, yeah,

It's casual entertaining We aim to please At my parties Well this is my back yard My back gate I hate to start my parties late Here's the party cart Ain't that great? That ain't the best part baby

I left the lights, the cars, the parties on the strip The up all nights and your sunrise kiss Yeah I was a fool to think I could just move on It's like that blue water ran up the highway It's so intense, it's blowing out my tail gate And that sunset is

Litty again, litty again Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again All of my parties is poppin', you know that we litty again Pourin' the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see

Oh I got it girl You always come to the parties I got you, girl Oh, I got it, girl With your Louie V. Bag, tats on your arms High heel shoes make you six feet tall Everybody wants you, you can have them all