Dire Straits
Dire Straits - My Parties songtekst
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Well this is my back yard, is my back gate I hate to start my parties late Here`s the party cart, ain't that great? That ain`t the best part baby, just wait. That a genuine weathervane, it moves with the breeze Portable hammock baby, who needs trees It's casual entertaining, we aim to please. At my parties, alright, aha Checking out the shingles, it's brand new Excuse me while I mingle, hi, how are you? Hey everybody, let me give you a toast This one's for me, the host with the most. It's getting a trifle colder, step inside my home That's a brass toilet tissue holder with it's own telephone That's a musical doorbell, it don't ring, I ain't kiddin' It plays America the beautiful and tie a yellow ribbon. Boy, this punch is a trip, it's o.k. in my book Here, take a sip, maybe a little heavy on the fruit Ah, here comes the dip, you may kiss the cook Let me show you honey, it's easy, look. You take a fork and spike 'em, say, did you try these? So glad you like 'em, the secret's in the cheese It's casual entertaining, we aim to please. At my parties, alright, aha! Now don't talk to me about the polar bear Don't talk to me about the ozone layer Ain't much of anything these days, even the air They're running out of rhinos, what do I care? Let's hear it for the dolphin, let's hear it for the trees Ain't running out of nothing in my deep freeze It's casual entertaining, we aim to please At my parties, alright, aha, you do what you please.