The Life of the Party - April March

They’re getting tired in the moonlight

Feeling all right

And there’s not a cloud in sight

Now neither are you

So off they go

Because you’re the life of the party

They look to you for a cowboy

Or an envoy

You wonder if you should call this love

Love comes in many guises

When you’re the life of the party

Off you go

You’re the life of the party

Look out the doors and windows

Now it’s Christmas

Their mouths full of wishes

They’re waiting for somebody to go

Be the life of the party

Off they go