
Date of issue: 01.04.2007
Song language: English
My Party |
It’s raining an old yellow |
And it’s carving a path |
So now we’re on our way |
It’s taking us some journeys |
While we wipe away frowns in the most crowded place |
Say why you never call me man you never seem to call now that I’m OK |
I’ll beat you in the end and every time you turn around here comes the coming |
of age |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
I cock and load my mergers when you question my mood |
Because you haven’t got no taste |
You talking bout my baby I could flip you upside down |
And I could mop this place |
Say why you never sorry no you never seen my calling right in front your face |
I smoke you in the end and don’t you ever turn around because it’s that coming |
of age |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh |
Oh |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |
Oh she’s at my party |
She’s at my party |