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Let’s Throw a Party! (Sun Version)
Sammy Rae & The Friends
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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
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
Oh-oh, there comes a point
Where 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
Ooh, ooh-ooh, oh
And I'm talking about my love
Not what you're thinking of
Whoa
Ooh, let's throw a party
Somebody's turning 30
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, whoo-ooh!
And I'm talking about my love
It's not what you're thinking of, whoa
Ooh, let's throw a party
Somebody's turning 30
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, whoa!
Let's do it! My love (my love)
My love (my love)
My love (my love)
My love (my love)
My love (my love)
Hey!
Whoo-ooh!
And it's true, and I'm sorry
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 (where does it go) as we grow old? (As we grow old)
Fighting for time, ooh, finding what's mine
Where does it go as we grow old?
Fighting for time, finding what's mine
Yee-haw! (Yee-haw!)
Yee-haw! (Yee-haw!)
(C'mon, Sammy, I think we did it)