They're getting tired in the moonlight Feeling all right And there's not a cloud in sight Now neither are you So off they go Because you're the life of the party
They look to you for a cowboy Or an envoy You wonder if you should call this love Love comes in many guises When you're the life of the party Off you go You're the life of the party
Look out the doors and windows Now it's Christmas Their mouths full of wishes They're waiting for somebody to go Be the life of the party Off they go
