Sunday's best,
Monday's worst
We were seventeen and in between
On december thirty-first
Hooplah and fireworks
Signs hung on wire hooks
Happy New Year

Pleasant smelling strangers
Who we never really met
High on their ambitions
And marijuana cigarettes
Empty resolutions
But content in their confusions
Happy New Year

I spend a lot of time thinking about you and me
And the year we partied like it was 2003

We had punch in our tea-cups
And on the front of your gown
Party hats with no elastic
And a radio we found
Full of songs we hated
But still we waited
Happy New Year

I spend a lot of time thinking about you and me
And the year we partied like it was 2003

We gathered around the radio
And held the antenna steady
To listen for a countdown that never came
Because it was midnight already
So we just let the music play
We just let the music say
Happy New Year

I spend a lot of time thinking about you and me
And the year we partied like it was 2003.

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