Late For The Party

(альбом: Tangled In Reins - 1992)

Call me black, call me white, call me anything you like
Just don't call me late for the party
Everybody's jamming, jacked up for a ride
The leather's breaking, skirts are shaking, we're feeling good tonite
Over in the corner, standing all alone
A sweet young lady, looking like she may be hungry for a bone
Yeah rocking down the house, screaming thru the halls
Everybody won't be happy 'til we're tearing down the walls
So come on, and hold on, the party's never, ever, gonna stop

[Chorus:]
Call me black, call me white, call me anything you like
Just don't call me late for the party
Keep it hard, keep it clean, chase it down with gasoline
And don't be late for the party
The band is cranking louder, the guitars in my brain
The bass is thumping, the drums are pumping, it's driving me insane
I must be going crazy, my feet can't feel the floor
Gonna swan dive in the punch bowl, and go swimming for the door
Yeah burning down the house, screaming thru the halls
Everybody won't be happy till this fucker falls
So come on and hold on, the party's never, ever, gonna stop

[Chorus]

C'mum mum mum, kick it good, melt that sugar like a honey should
Work it in and out, slide it up and down, shake that sugar to the ground
Ow c'mumm mum mum little piece of pie, fill my cup till the well runs dry
Now c'mon, an' hold on, the party's never, ever, gonna stop

[Solo]

(Call me black, call me white, call me anything you like
Just don't call me late for the party)

[Chorus]

Yeah let your honey move ya, let your honey groove ya
Everybody, everybody shake
Call me black, call me white, call me anything you like
Just don't call me late for the party, yeah!