Enjoying Myself

Have fun without me. Way ahead of you. I don’t need a plus-one just to turn a few heads Or a special invitation to wear a very little dress I can hold my own, my drink - a tune? That’s up for debate But the girl beside me’s louder, and she thinks we both sound great She gets half the chorus wrong. I like her version more We’ve decided that’s the remix. Might be taking it on tour I forgot to take a picture. You’ll just have to take my word The best bits didn’t make the feed. Some probably never should I can have fun without you Table for one, trouble for two Don’t wait up, don’t hold your breath I’m not quite done enjoying myself Are you trying to make me jealous? I’m trying to hear the chorus. I’m not getting over you. I’m getting into this There’s a difference, but I’m busy. You can work out what it is Kicked my shoes off at the front door, left my good sense with my coat Had a whole night’s worth of stories and a very tired throat Put the music on again; the neighbours know the hook Gave the mirror quite a show. It didn’t know where to look I can have fun without you Table for one, trouble for two Don’t wait up, don’t hold your breath I’m not quite done enjoying myself All by yourself? Mm. I’m in very good hands.