Angelica

Angelica was on her way to the party
 She doesn't need to wait for anybody (what-ah)
 Knows exactly what's she's doin'
 I watch as she commands the room (commands the room)
 The ambience was overrated at the party
 Want to run away before it's even started
 I look at my feet, then I look for the door (the door)
 Can't find my friends, so I just take a bit more
 A bit more, a bit more
 A bit more, a bit more
 A bit more, a bit more
 A bit more, a bit more
 A bit more
 And then it all
 Comes to an end
 We all go again
 Go again
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 Good times, all the timе
 Good times, all the time
 Angelica, she brought lasagne to the party
 I tried my luck at dancin' with everybody
 Sometimes life gets hard to deal
 I like you, you've got sex appeal
 But I don't wanna follow you on the 'Gram
 I don't wanna listen to your band
 I don't know why I haven't left yet
 Don't want none of this
 Good times, all the time
 Good times, all the time
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 Good times, all the time
 Good times, all the time
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 Angelica, she brought her ray gun to the party
 Angelica obliterated everybody
 I look at my hands then I look for the door
 Can't help but feel like I've been here before
 I don't know what I'm even doin' here
 I was told that there would be free beer
 I don't wanna follow you on the 'Gram
 I don't wanna listen to your band
 And then it all
 Comes to an end
 We all go again
 Go again
 Good times, all the time
 Good times, all the time
 ♪
 Good times, all the time
 Good times, all the time
 ♪
 Good times, all the time
 Good times, all the time