All I Wanna Do
This ain't no disco
And it ain't no country club either
This is L.A
All I want to do is have a little fun before I die
Says the man next to me out of nowhere
It's apropos of nothing, he says his name is William
And I'm sure he's Bill or Billy or Mac or Buddy
And he's plain ugly to me
And I wonder if he's ever had a day of fun in his whole life
We are drinking beer at noon on Tuesday
In the bar that faces the giant car wash
Good people of the world are washing their cars on their lunch breaks
Hosing and scrubbing as best they can in skirts and suits
They drive their shiny Datsuns and Buick's
Back to the phone company, the record store, too
Well, they're nothing like Billy and me
'Cause all I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
I like a good beer buzz, early in the morning
Billy likes to peel the labels from his bottles of Bud
Shreds them on the bar, then he lights every match in an over-sized pack
Letting each one burn down to his thick fingers before
Blowing and cursing them out
He's watching the bottles of Bud as they spin on the floor
A happy couple enters the bar
Dangerously, close to one another
The bartender looks up from his wanted ads
But all I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
Otherwise, the bar is ours
The day and the night and the car wash, too
The matches and the Bud's and the clean and dirty cars
The sun and the moon
But all I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling the party has just begun
All I wanna do is have some fun
I won't tell you, you're the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
And it ain't no country club either
This is L.A
All I want to do is have a little fun before I die
Says the man next to me out of nowhere
It's apropos of nothing, he says his name is William
And I'm sure he's Bill or Billy or Mac or Buddy
And he's plain ugly to me
And I wonder if he's ever had a day of fun in his whole life
We are drinking beer at noon on Tuesday
In the bar that faces the giant car wash
Good people of the world are washing their cars on their lunch breaks
Hosing and scrubbing as best they can in skirts and suits
They drive their shiny Datsuns and Buick's
Back to the phone company, the record store, too
Well, they're nothing like Billy and me
'Cause all I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
I like a good beer buzz, early in the morning
Billy likes to peel the labels from his bottles of Bud
Shreds them on the bar, then he lights every match in an over-sized pack
Letting each one burn down to his thick fingers before
Blowing and cursing them out
He's watching the bottles of Bud as they spin on the floor
A happy couple enters the bar
Dangerously, close to one another
The bartender looks up from his wanted ads
But all I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
Otherwise, the bar is ours
The day and the night and the car wash, too
The matches and the Bud's and the clean and dirty cars
The sun and the moon
But all I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling the party has just begun
All I wanna do is have some fun
I won't tell you, you're the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
Credits
Writer(s): David Francis Baerwald, William W. Ii Cooper, Bill Bottrell, Sheryl Suzanne Crow, Kevin M. Gilbert
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