Here For The Party - Hit Co. Masters

Who needs money

Not me

Who needs fortune or fame

I don't need a new career

A sympathetic ear

A name

All I need is time to pay

Only want the game

Point me to the mike

I know what I like

Don't you wanna be

The life of the party

Don't you wanna be

The cream of the crop

Don't you wanna feel those shivering fits

'Til someone calls it quits

Or someone calls a cop

Don't you wanna land

The role of a lifetime

Well you better get down on one knee

'Cause you could play the life of the part

If you can pray with me

Who needs lovers

Not I

Who needs heaven above

Don't have time for things unsaid

For baking bread

For love

All I need is room to fight

Hand in fisted glove

Point me to the sky

It's my turn to fly

Don't you wanna be

The life of the party

Don't you wanna be

The top of the heap

This is where the jamboree never ends

Why not be counting friends

Instead of counting sheep

If you wanna join

The heavenly choir

Hurry up and get yourself in line

But don't you pass the life of the party

Until you pass the wine

Let the drinks pour

Let the crowds roar

Let the heavens wildly cheer

'Til the sunrise

Brings the goodbyes

I'll be here

Never fear

Who's it gonna be

The life of the party

Who's it gonna be now

The king of the hill

Don't you wanna be there

Running the show

Until it's time to go

Or 'til it's time to kill

Don't you ever wanna be

Somebody to envy

Don't you wanna be

Footloose and free

Well you could be the life of the party

If you

Were

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