Could it really be the end, Number Ten, will you dance with me? Could it really
Be the end, Number Ten, we'll just wait and see, and if it really is the end, I
Guess I'll throw a big party, and, all the boys and all the girls can come out
And play with me. A friendly game of hide-and-seek, that could, easily last for
Weeks, and just, when you think it's peaked, you'll forget to pour yourself
Another drink. You'll be happy. You'll be happy. You'll be happy, at my party