You and me were one big party Wasn’t it the best of times? Strangers when the whole thing started Thought that we could go all night
You’re like champagne on the floor boards Thought I cleaned you up 'til I found more Yeah, I thought I cleaned you up, but I found more
You’re like a love seat on the front porch Don’t make any sense, but damn hard to ignore How can something so sweet be an eyesore?
And I try to forget that you were mine To forget last night But my feet keep sticking to the beer spilled in the kitchen, oh And now that everyone’s gone Imma cry if I want
You and me were one big party Wasn’t it the best of times? Strangers when the whole thing started Thought that we could go all night
But eventually it’s 6 in the morning You wake up and you want to cry You got a headache and you’re feeling sorry I guess the hardest thing about a party Is knowing when to say goodnight (Yeah) Is knowing when to say goodnight (Yeah)
You’re like a wounded soldier on the table Gotta throw you out, such a waste though Shame throwing out, such a pretty face though
And I try (And I try) To forget that you were mine (That you were mine) To forget last night But my ears keep ringing from the fuck you’s you were singing, oh And now that everyone’s gone Imma cry if I want
You and me were one big party Wasn’t it the best of times? Strangers when the whole thing started Thought that we could go all night (All night)
But eventually it’s 6 in the morning You wake up and you want to cry You got a headache and you’re feeling sorry I guess the hardest thing about a party Is knowing when to say goodnight (Yeah) Is knowing when to say goodnight (Yeah)
And I’m trying to remember the way it all played out, played out We were drinking and screaming Then you found your way out, way out
And I’m trying to remember the way it all played out, played out We were drinking and screaming Then you found your way out, way out
You and me were one big party (Party, oh yeah) Wasn’t it the best of times? Strangers when the whole thing started Thought that we could go all night (All night, all night)
But eventually it’s 6 in the morning You wake up and you want to cry (Cry) You got a headache and you’re feeling sorry I guess the hardest thing about a party Is knowing when to say goodnightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
