The Party's Not Over
The party's not over 'cause the liquor is gone
The neighbors complained, oh, the cops have been called
Everyone's sleeping, but I'm still awake
The party's not over 'til I hear you say
We're going home, home, home
We're going home, home, home
We're going-
The bottle is resting where one sip was slung
The dance floor was empty, just a memory of fun
The ice will be melting before morning breaks
The party's not over 'til I hear you say
We're going home, home, home
We're going home, home, home
We're going-
Daily dawns another day
I must up to make my way
Though I dress and drink and eat
Move my fingers and my feet
Learn a little, here and there
Weep and laugh and sweat and swear
Hear a song, and watch a stage
Leave some words upon a page
Though I walk in blinded woe
Back to bed, I'm bound to go
The music has faded, the ashtray's been filled
Your head may be aching, but one day be still
Restless and sober, but we all gotta stay
'Cause the party's not over 'til I hear you say
We're going home, home, home
We're going home, home, home
We're going home, home, home
We're going home, home, home
We're going-
And, um, happiness is, uh, being in Hollywood, um
Having a lot of fur coats and jewelry
Having a lot of beautiful things
And, uh, giving happiness to other people
And, uh, we're going to a lot of parties
The neighbors complained, oh, the cops have been called
Everyone's sleeping, but I'm still awake
The party's not over 'til I hear you say
We're going home, home, home
We're going home, home, home
We're going-
The bottle is resting where one sip was slung
The dance floor was empty, just a memory of fun
The ice will be melting before morning breaks
The party's not over 'til I hear you say
We're going home, home, home
We're going home, home, home
We're going-
Daily dawns another day
I must up to make my way
Though I dress and drink and eat
Move my fingers and my feet
Learn a little, here and there
Weep and laugh and sweat and swear
Hear a song, and watch a stage
Leave some words upon a page
Though I walk in blinded woe
Back to bed, I'm bound to go
The music has faded, the ashtray's been filled
Your head may be aching, but one day be still
Restless and sober, but we all gotta stay
'Cause the party's not over 'til I hear you say
We're going home, home, home
We're going home, home, home
We're going home, home, home
We're going home, home, home
We're going-
And, um, happiness is, uh, being in Hollywood, um
Having a lot of fur coats and jewelry
Having a lot of beautiful things
And, uh, giving happiness to other people
And, uh, we're going to a lot of parties
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Naomi Lewis, Bradley Petering, Jordana Nye
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