(Chorus) Well they call me the life of the party They call her the belle of the ball Well we start before anybody And I promise we'll outlast them all
Well it started when I was in high school My mom and my dad taught me well A bottle of wine at Thanksgiving And a valum when Grandma raised hell Sso I had some champaigne at a wedding I belive that they called it Cold Duck And they girl I'd been eyeing all evening She took me round back and we sucked down the rest of that bottle And things really started to click Well we kissed on the boxes of liquor And she reached down and grabbed her some dickle and added some cola Far be it for me should I pass For I thought that if I drank another I'd certainly need me some Aspirin on the next morning I'd tried not to make me a sound Cuz the girl who was sleeping beside me had gained herself two-hundred Pounding on my bedroom window My Dad yelled to jump out of bed But she woke up from all the commotion Insisting she'd give me some headlines she'd read in the paper She said it had been yesterday They said if you use moderation My mornings could all be this way
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