Lyrics Anya Marina

Anya Marina

Afterparty at Jimmy's

So I saw you at the fair, right?

With your art school glasses and your bedhead hair

What a pretty little boy

High tops to match

Straight-laced

With a side-long grin

You had everyone laughing

Keeled over

Tears in their eyes

You're like a warm up act for the next big thing

You brought everybody to watch

All the children around don't influence you

And you get a coke back for your scotch

Band play on!

And the band played over a couple of roller coaster rides

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ahhhh

Afterparty, afterparty at Jimmy's!

There's a room upstairs

Oh yeah no one even knows it's there

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ahhhh

So you say you got a band?

Three parts kinks, one part the jam

You got soul on stage, boy

How 'bout soul in the sack, huh, who knows!?

I've got a mind to determine that

Band play on, band play on!

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ahhhh