All I Wanna Do

This ain't no country club
And it ain't no disco
This is New York City
One, two, one, two

"All I wanna 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
But 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 a bar that faces a giant car wash

The good people of the world
Are washing their cars on their lunch break
Hosing and scrubbing as best they can in skirts in suits
They drive up in their shiny Datsuns and Buicks
Back to the phone company, the record stores 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 mornin'
And Billy likes to peel the labels off his bottles of Bud
He lays it, one up on the bar
And lights every match in an oversized pack
Letting each one burn down to his thick fingers
Before blowing and cursing them out
He watches the bottles of Bud as they spin on the floor

And a happy couple enters the bar
Dangerously close to one another
The bartender looks up from his want 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
This is my big solo

Otherwise the bar is ours
The day and the night and the car wash too
The Buds and the matches and the clean and dirty cars
The sun and the moon, oh

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
I won't tell you that you're the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling, there's a party goin' on

Yeah, I think it's way back there

Yeah, all I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
The sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard

Let me just say it, a big hand for Sheryl here
And the boys in the band are doing all the work
It's great to be here, it's great to be anywhere
Okay, this one's happy



Credits
Writer(s): David Francis Baerwald, William W. Ii Cooper, Bill Bottrell, Sheryl Suzanne Crow, Kevin M. Gilbert
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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