Party Posse [bad word] the earth
the greatest band since music's birth
We love to sweat and we love to sing
were real funky but not treatening
Were the best band in the world
but we'd give it all up for that special girl
Your my special girl
special girl
Your my special girl
only you

I saw you last night at the spelling bee
I knew right then there it was L.U.V.
I gotta spell out what you mean to me
'Cause I can no longer be...

S.I.N.I gotta spell out what (I gotta spell out what)
I gotta spell out what you mean to me...

Oh say can you rock

There's trouble in a far off nation
time to get in love formation
Your love is more deadly than Saddam
that why I got to drop the bomb

Partay Posse!!!(panicing, mumbleing)

Yvan eht nioj x4

This party is happenin
it's no mirage
So sing it again:
yvan eht nioj

Yvan eht nioj x2

Yvan eht nioj x3

Had a girl in every port
From here to Barcelona
But now I'm back to Springfield
And girl I'm gonna phone ya

Stormed a lot of beaches
But you're the one that I miss
Let's get back together girl
Let's reenlist

So sign me up
for a hitch of love [bad word] my heart
Four sweet years of love

They march all day
and clean latreens all night
don't bust me down
Let's re-up tonight x2