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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Glenn Frey
Glenn Frey
Vocals
Bryan Garofalo
Bryan Garofalo
Bass Guitar
Michael Huey
Michael Huey
Drums
David J. Wolinski
David J. Wolinski
Synthesizer
Al Garth
Al Garth
Tenor Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Glenn Frey
Glenn Frey
Songwriter
Jack Tempchin
Jack Tempchin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glenn Frey
Glenn Frey
Producer
Allan Blazek
Allan Blazek
Producer
Jim Ed Norman
Jim Ed Norman
Producer

Lyrics

I got sick of my job, sick of my wife
Sick of my future and sick of my life
I packed up my car and I got some gas
And told everybody they could kiss my ass
I'm goin' to Partytown (yeah, yeah)
I wanna party down (yeah, yeah)
I wanna have some fun
I wanna fool around
I'm goin' to Partytown
The sun comes up, the sun goes down
It doesn't really matter in Partytown
They go all day and they go all night
They keep on goin' 'til they get it right
Right here in Partytown (yeah, yeah)
They really party down (yeah, yeah)
Man, it's a party town (yeah, yeah)
You know they all got their own
And they pass it all around
Well, I'm burnin' like a blowtorch in my prime
Everybody here is a friend of mine
I met a little girl a couple shooters ago
She's teaching me everything I don't know
About Partytown (yeah, yeah)
They really party down (yeah, yeah)
You know they love to ball
They do it in the hall
Right here in Partytown, ooh
Partytown (yeah, yeah)
Partytown (yeah, yeah)
Partytown (yeah, yeah)
Oh, partytown
We're so cool
You got any? Yeah
Meet you in the john, woo-ooh-ooh
I sure feel good, some party
Can you say 'monster'?
Written by: Glenn Frey, Jack Tempchin
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