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There were beverages laid out for the party.
There were candy and spices and tri-colored pastas.
The meat carved was drawn from succulent juices
served on platters of the purest gold
I was calm when we arrived at the party.
I spoke with fervor, embracing the evening.
My wife leaned over and she whispered 'I love you'.
I held her close and we danced.
We had the best time at your party.
The wife and I thank you very much (x2)
Cream puffs and bourbon and the music was louder
My wife was competing in a game of chance
The party raged and the guests were screaming
I could have danced all night
We had the best time at your party.
The wife and I thank you very much (x2)
Later on when we were under the covers,
I closed my eyes, then I drifted to sleep.
I dreamt about me, maybe throwing a party,
and just how great that would be.
And I said
We had the best time at your party.
The wife and I thank you very much (x2)
There were candy and spices and tri-colored pastas.
The meat carved was drawn from succulent juices
served on platters of the purest gold
I was calm when we arrived at the party.
I spoke with fervor, embracing the evening.
My wife leaned over and she whispered 'I love you'.
I held her close and we danced.
We had the best time at your party.
The wife and I thank you very much (x2)
Cream puffs and bourbon and the music was louder
My wife was competing in a game of chance
The party raged and the guests were screaming
I could have danced all night
We had the best time at your party.
The wife and I thank you very much (x2)
Later on when we were under the covers,
I closed my eyes, then I drifted to sleep.
I dreamt about me, maybe throwing a party,
and just how great that would be.
And I said
We had the best time at your party.
The wife and I thank you very much (x2)
Lyrics submitted by DylanGallagher
Track duration: 04:08
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'Tri-colored pastas' and 'platters of the purest gold' are symbolic in Ancient Greek literature for Neo-conservativism. The song is plainly a Nu-Marx conflict of two of the seven deadly sins, namely -Envy and Gluttony.
I closed my eyes, then I drifted to sleep.
I dreamt about me, maybe throwing a party,
and just how great that would be.
lol i love that verse