Who needs money? Not me

Who needs fortune or fame?

I don't need a new career

A sympathetic ear, a name All I need is time to play

Only want the game

Point me to the Mike

I know what I like Don't you wanna be, the life of the party?

Don't you wanna be, the cream of the crop?

Don't you wanna feel those shivering hits

'Til someone calls it quits or someone calls a cop? Don't you wanna land the role of a lifetime?

Well, you better get down on one knee

'Cause you could play the life of the party

If you can pray with me Who needs lovers? Not I

Who needs heaven above?

Don't have time for things unsaid

For baking bread for love All I need is room to fight

Hand in fisted glove

Point me to the sky

It's my turn to fly Don't you wanna be, the life of the party?

Don't you wanna be, the top of the heap?

This is where the jamboree never ends

Why not be counting friends instead of counting sheep? If you wanna join, the heavenly choir

Hurry up and get yourself in line

But don't you pass the life of the party

Until you pass the wine Let the drinks pour

Let the crowds roar

Let the Heavens wildly cheer 'Til the sunrise

Brings the goodbyes

I'll be here

Never fear Who's it gonna be, the life of the party?

Who's it gonna be, the king of the hill?

Don't you wanna be there, running the show

Until it's time to go or 'til it's time to kill? Don't you ever wanna be, somebody to envy

Don't you wanna be, footloose and free?

Well, you could be the life of the party

If you were more like me