Party Professionals - Martha Davis, The Motels

Here they come

Come screaming up your stairs

Got a brand new kind of rhythm

Make parties such affairs

You better look at 'em work out

They got tongues like sharpened knives

They’re the ones that make your parties come alive

What a lovely occasion

With the moonlight in your drink

And your tiny hands

So anxious to greet them all

The party has started

And the clowns have all come in

It’s time to turn the music on

And we will dance at the party

'Cause we can’t laugh

And we will dance at the party

'Cause we can’t cry

And we will dance

'Til the dawn’s early light

And I will drink to you

And you to I

I got no vision

And the party fades away

Headache takes over

From too much cheap champagne

Dressed to kill

I can’t stand still

It’s time to turn the music on

And I will stop at the party

And try to laugh

And I will cry at the party

And try to stop

And I will dance at the party

'Til I start to drop

And I will drink to you

And you to I