Kim Mitchell - The Party lyrics

Cat's in the bag The neighbours holler This party's higher Than the Eiffel tower We're all here to be reckless We're all sleazy and easy to please Dreamers and schemers on the loose We're all here for a celebration The madcap scene and the Max machine And the friends you see go up in smoke And this heel toe dance song tour de force Climbing a cloud, climbing a cloud Put a little life on the line Here's Lucy, she's choosy Of who calls her on the phone She's from a very rich foreign family But displaced 'cause of rivalry at home Now Daphne is the orphan Still searching for her roots She likes concert blisters and leather boots And knows one fact: her act is to get loose Now we're just musicians Here to thin the thickness of your skin Show us your body Show us your curls Show us your tour de force Show us your thrills Keep that smile on your face This is the best offer you've had so far We're innocent we're naive In the cabarets we get our veins wet In the saloons we ha**le the richest guests In the climb we're breathless above the rest Climbing a cloud, climbing a cloud