Take the Party

03:29
Roche Limit
Written by: Dave Righton

Lyrics

I'm not sure how to say this,
But I don't know where I've been.
I woke up in the backseat naked...
An empty bottle of gin...
This situation is bullshit,
Of all the things that I've done...
What kind of people take my clothes?
Fucker!
And who drank my shit now?
Come on now.
I'd call one of my loved ones if I could find my phone.
I'm pulling off a busted hubcap just to cover the bone...
What's up girl?
What can I say?
What can I do?
You can take the party from my body,
But I can't take the party from you.
What can I do?
What can I say?
You can take the party from my body
But you ain't going to take it today,
No way ya.
You ain't going to take it today.
I'm not sure how to say this,
But I don't know what you've done,
Face down on the sidewalk bleeding,
In the morning sun.
I don't think you'll move yet,
I guess you'll work on your tan.
Scraped and bruised and a bit hung over buddy,
But you can do it again
Come on now.
I found one of your flip-flops,
I didn't think you'd care,
I left it on the path to the beach now,
A memory of Jer in Koh Toa yah.
What can I say?
What can I do?
You can take the party from my body,
But I can't take the party from you.
What can I do?
What can I say?
You can take the party from my body
But you ain't going to take it today,
No way ya.
You ain't going to take it today.

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