Testo The Party's Over

I've got everything I need now,
with a can in my hand and a very short leash.
But here comes Mr. Shiny White Smile,
with a hand on her can, and it looks like defeat.
Well, oh girl, I don't need you talking to nobody tonight,
alright? alright! alright! alright.
I've got a plan,
why don't you stand here next to me looking fine, alright? alright! alright! alright.

And tell me just what you mean,
when you say the DJ looks just like a dream?
Girl, I say the party's over!
The party's over! The party's over!
The party's over! The party's over!
The party's over! The party's over!
So grab your coat girl, we're going home.
He's a nightmare, not a dream.
And his beats are passe,
and the way your hips sway--
isn't it a bit obscene?
And your tits are too large for that decolletage.
And oh, girl, don't you even think about the dancefloor tonight,
alright? alright! alright! alright.
You can bob your pretty head just fine right here by my side,
alright? alright! alright! alright.

And girl you're making me green,
grinding up on everybody but me.
Girl I say the party's over,
The party's over! The party's over!
The party's over! The party's over!
The party's over! The party's over!
so grab your coat, girl, we're going . . .

let's not fight, we can make this alright.
Give me your hand, let me cuff it to mine.