My Party


It's raining on old yellow and it's carving a path
So now we're on our way
It's taking us on journeys where we wipe away frowns
amongst a crowded place
So why you never call me no you never seem to call me
Now that I'm OK
I'll beat you in the end and every time you turn around
Here will come the coming of age

Ooh she's at my party

My cocky looks emerges when you question my moves
Because you ain't got no taste
You're talking about my baby
I could flip you upside down and I could mop this place
So why you never saw me
No you never seen my calling right in front your face
I'll smoke you in the end and don't you ever turn around
Because here's that coming of age

Ooh she's at my party