Party!
Life is swinging,
skies are blue and bells are ringing
Every day I wake up singing,
look at me I'm rich
And happy days go zipping,
sitting by the pool and tripping
Everybody's flipping, flipping,
everybody's rich
And happy who says all our dreams get burned
Every bit of this was earned It's hard time coming through
All our dreams coming true All our days full of beans
This must be what happy means Skies are beaming
Future bright and prospects gleaming
Best of all I don't stop dreaming
Just because I'm rich And famous and suntanned and influential
And on the covers of magazines And in the columns and on the screens
And giving interviews,
being photographed,
making all the important scenes
And
at the parties,
cutting capers And on the talk shows and in the papers
And
unbelievably happy too