She Must Be Fun At Parties Lyrics

Peering through an empty vodka bottle

In the lounge of a typical rich guy model

I can't help but think I don't really belong

But I can't place where the feeling's from

Countless party guests stumbling around

The zombified upper class intoxicated crowd

The mirrorball is dramatically revealed

I'm swept by a wave of vapes and high heels

Isn't this just so cinematic (disco anthem)

Isn't this just so typical (eyes roll)

A setting so enigmatic (orgasm)

You're getting way too cynical

Here comes the waltz from way in the playlist

The mosh pit dissolves as they rush to be kissed

While the three quarter notes cloud your mind

Here I am standing and watching from the side

That grumpy little bitch, don't get her started

One look and you deduce, "she must be fun at parties,"

But in a flash the risen tempo comes back again

And I'm thrown once more into this shallow deep end

Isn't this just so cinematic (disco anthem)

Isn't this just so typical (eyes roll)

A setting so enigmatic (orgasm)

You're getting way too cynical

Spending these nights so together

But never quite getting close

A couple queers stream out for a fag break

Ha

Then go to light a cigarette

Ooh

Take one more shot to bring you back to the mood

You see the only one not dancing or listening to you

That grumpy little bitch, don't get her started

One look and you deduce, "she must be fun at parties,"

Isn't this just so cinematic (disco anthem)

Isn't this just so typical (eyes roll)

A setting so enigmatic (orgasm)

You're getting way too cynical