Revenge Party - Barrett Wilbert Weed

Now go stand in the corner And think about what you did Ha! Time for a little revenge The story starts when it was hot and it was summer And I had it all, I had him right there where I wanted him She came along, got him alone, and let's hear the applause She took him faster than you can say sabotage I never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it I underestimated just who I was dealing with She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum She underestimated just who she was stealing from She's not a saint, and she's not what you think She's an actress, whoa She's better known for the things that she does On the mattress, whoa Soon she's gonna find stealing other people's toys On the playground won't make you many friends She should keep in mind, she should keep in mind There is nothing I do better than revenge, ha She lives her life like it's a party and she's on the list She looks at me like I'm a trend and she's so over it I think her ever present frown is a little troubling She thinks I'm psycho 'cause I like to rhyme her name with things But sophistication isn't what you wear or who you know Or pushing people down to get you where you wanna go Oh, they didn't teach you that in prep school, so it's up to me But no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity She's not a saint, and she's not what you think She's an actress, whoa She's better known for the things that she does On the mattress, whoa Soon she's gonna find stealing other people's toys On the playground won't make you many friends She should keep in mind, she should keep in mind There is nothing I do better than revenge, ha I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at, honey You might have him, but haven't you heard? I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at, honey You might have him, but I always get the last word Woah She's not a saint, and she's not what you think She's an actress, whoa She's better known for the things that she does On the mattress, whoa Soon she's gonna find stealing other people's toys On the playground won't make you many friends She should keep in mind, she should keep in mind There is nothing I do better than revenge, ha And do you still feel like you know what you're doing? 'Cause I don't think you do, oh Do you still feel like you know what you're doing? I don't think you do, I don't think you do Let's hear the applause C'mon show me how much better you are See you deserve some applause 'Cause you're so much better She took him faster than you can say sabotage

Now go stand in the corner and think About what you did Ha, ha Time for a little revenge The story starts when it was hot and it was summer And, I had it all, I had him right there where I wanted him She came along, got him alone, and let's hear the applause She took him faster than you could say sabotage I never saw it coming, nor would I have suspected it I underestimated just who I was dealing with She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum She underestimated just who she was stealing from She's not a saint, and she's not what you think She's an actress, whoa He was a moth to the flame She was holding the matches, whoa Soon she's gonna find Stealing other people's toys on the playground Won't make you many friends She should keep in mind She should keep in mind There is nothing I do better than revenge Ha She looks at life like it's a party, and she's on the list She looks at me like I'm a trend, and she's so over it I think her ever present frown is a little troubling And, she thinks I'm psycho 'Cause I like to rhyme her name with things but Sophistication isn't what you wear, or who you know Or pushing people down to get you where you wanna go They didn't teach you that in prep school So it's up to me But no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity (Think about what you did) She's not a saint, and she's not what you think She's an actress, whoa He was a moth to the flame She was holding the matches, whoa Soon she's gonna find Stealing other people's toys on the playground Won't make you many friends She should keep in mind She should keep in mind There is nothing I do better than revenge I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at, honey You might have him, but haven't you heard I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at, honey You might have him, but I'll always get the last word Whoa (C'mon, can you take that, c'mon) She's not a saint, and she's not what you think She's an actress, whoa He was a moth to the flame She was holding the matches, whoa Soon she's gonna find Stealing other people's toys on the playground Won't make you many friends She should keep in mind She should keep in mind There is nothing I do better than revenge And do you still feel like you know what you're doing? 'Cause I don't think you do, oh Do you still feel like you know what you're doing? I don't think you do, I don't think you do Let's hear the applause C'mon show me how much better you are See you deserve some applause 'Cause you're so much better She took him faster than you could say sabotage

Punky punky punk Ooh yeah, yeah Said you're gonna punky punky punk New wave, new phrase New wave, new craze Going to a party And I hope you are hearty So please don't be naughty For it's a punky reggae party New wave, new craze New wave, new phrase It takes a joyful sound To make the world go round Come with your heart and soul Well come-a come-a rock your bone It's a punky reggae party And it's tonight It's a punky reggae party And it's alright What did you say? Rejected by society Treated with impunity Protected by my dignity I search for reality New wave, new craze (Punky punky punk) New wave, new wave, new phrase (Punky punky punk) I'm saying The Wailers will be there The Damned, The Jam, The Clash Maytals will be there Dr. Feelgood too Ooh! No boring old farts, no boring old farts, no boring old farts Will be there, singin' No boring old farts, no boring old farts, no boring old farts Will be there Well it's a punky reggae party And it's tonight It's a punky reggae party And it's alright Woah, ahh A tip from a gypsy She said, "Man you're getting tipsy" Hiding from reality In your world of hypocrisy In your world of hypocrisy In your world of hypocrisy In your world of hypocrisy In your world of hypocrisy Good God! A bubble, a bubble We're looking for no trouble Yeah But if you trouble trouble We'll give it to you double, heh Let me tell you It takes a joyful sound To make the world go round It takes a joyful sound So come-a come-a rock your bone 'Cause it's a punky reggae party And it's tonight Well it's a punky reggae party And it's alright Ohh, I A tip from a gypsy She said "Man you're getting tipsy" Hiding from reality In your world of hypocrisy In your world of hypocrisy Said you're hiding from reality In your world of hypocrisy In your world of hypocrisy Let me say that A bubble, a bubble, a bubble, a bubble, a bubble A bubble, a bubble, a bubble, a bubble with a bubble We ain't looking for no trouble, hey heh New wave, new phrase New wave, new craze

So you're on the prowl wondering whether She left already or not Leather jacket, collar popped like Cantonna Never knowing when to stop Sunglasses indoors, par for the course Lights in the floors and sweat on the walls Cages and poles Call off the search for your soul Or put it on hold again She's having a sly indoor smoke And she calls the folks who run this, her oldest friends Sipping a drink and laughing at imaginary jokes As all the signals are sent, her eyes invite you to approach And it seems as though those lumps in your throat That you just swallowed have got you going Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Number one party anthem She's a certified mind blower Knowing full well that I don't May suggest there's somewhere from which I might know her Just to get the ball to roll Drunken monologues, confused because It's not like I'm falling in love, I just want ya To do me no good And you look like you could Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Number one party anthem Come on, come on, come on Before the moment's gone Number one party anthem, yeah, yeah The look of love, the rush of blood The "She's with me"'s, the Gallic shrug The shutterbugs, the Camera Plus The black & white and the color dodge The good time girls, the cubicles The house of fun, the number one Party anthem, oh Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Before the moment's gone Number one party anthem Number one party anthem Number one party anthem Yeah, yeah

DJ Matt-D E o brabo tem nome Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah, woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada, ah, ah Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah-woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada Ah, ah, ah, tá, tá, ah (baby, baby) Ah, tá, tá, baby, ah, ah, ah, ah