Who needs money
Not me
Who needs fortune or fame
I don't need a new career
A sympathetic ear
A name
All I need is time to play
Only want the game
Point me to the mike
I know what I like
Don't you wanna be
The life of the party
Don't you wanna be
The cream of the crop
Don't you wanna feel those shivering hits
'Til someone calls it quits
Or someone calls a cop
Don't you wanna land
The role of a lifetime
Well you better get down on one knee
'Cause you could play the life of the party
If you can pray with me
oooo oo oo
Who needs lovers
Not I
Who needs Heaven above
Don't have time for things unsaid
For baking bread
For love
All I need is room to fight
Hand in fisted glove
Point me to the sky
It's my turn to fly
Don't you wanna be
The life of the party
Don't you wanna be
The top of the heap
This is where the jamboree never ends
Why not be counting friends
Instead of counting sheep
If you wanna join
The Heavenly Choir
Hurry up and get yourself in line
But don't you pass the life of the party
Until you pass the wine
Let the drinks pour
Let the crowds roar
Let the Heavens wildly cheer
'Til the sunrise
Brings the goodbyes
I'll be here
Never fear
Who's it gonna be
The life of the party
Who's it gonna be
The king of the hill
Don't you wanna be there
Running the show
Until it's time to go
Or 'til it's time to kill
Don't you ever wanna be
Somebody to envy
Don't you wanna be
Footloose and free
Well you could be the life of the party
If you
Were
More
Like me