Let’s Throw a Party!

[Verse 1]

I get nervous when the girls dress in their summer clothes

And anxious when the boys wear all them button ups and sports jackets

I wore a t-shirt to a family party

Everybody overreacted

There comes a point when hiding out in all them

Haunted hallways and hidden staircases

Don’t make you feel like a grown woman anymore

And it’s true, and I’m sorry

[Piano and synth interlude]

[Verse 2]

You can feel it, you can see it in your hands and eyebrows

You ain't a kid now, but, mama, don’t you wish you could

Lay out that summer sun just getting freckles on your daddy’s Chevrolet car hood?

Ooh, there comes a point when spinning ‘round

And walking sideways and taking ten paces

Don’t make you feel like it’s your birthday anymore

And it’s true, and I’m sorry

[Full band interlude]

[Pre-Chorus]

And I’m talking about my love

It’s not what you’re thinking of

Woah…

[Chorus]

Let’s throw a party! Somebody’s turning thirty

Ooh, and we ain't looked this good since we don’t even know since when

Let’s throw a party! I finally made some money

Ooh, and can you dig it baby? I finally dig myself again

[Guitar solo]

[Pre-Chorus]

And I’m talking about my love

It’s not what you’re thinking of

Woah…

[Chorus]

Let’s throw a party! Somebody’s turning thirty

Ooh, and we ain't looked this good since we don’t even know since when

Let’s throw a party! I finally made some money

Ooh, and can you dig it baby? I finally dig myself again

Oooh my love! (My love!)

Talking about my love! (My love!)

Talking about my love! (My love!)

And it’s true, and I’m sorry!

[Piano interlude]

[Outro]

Where does it go as we grow old?

Fighting for time, finding what’s mine

Where does it go as we grow old?

Fighting for time, finding what’s mine

Where does it go as we grow old?

Fighting for time, finding what’s mine

Where does it go as we grow old?

Fighting for time, finding what’s mine

Where does it go as we grow old?

Fighting for time, finding what’s mine

Where does it go as we grow old?

Fighting for time, finding what’s mine

Where does it go as we grow old?

Fighting for time, finding what’s mine

Where does it go as we grow old?

Fighting for time, finding what’s mine