Andrew - Party Hard Lyrics
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Party Hard
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What Are The Lyrics For Party Hard By Andrew?
When it's time to party we will party hard
You You work all night (all night) And when you work you don't feel all right And we When things stop feeling all right (all right) And everything is all right 'Cause we will never listen to your rules (no) We will never do what others do (No) Do what we want and we get it from you Do what we like and we like what we do So let's get a party going (let's get a party going) Now it's time to party and we'll party hard (party hard) Let's get a party going (let's get a party going) When it's time to party we will always party hard Party hard (party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard) All right You You break the thing And when you play you feel all right But we When things stop feeling all right (all right) And everything is all right 'Cause we will never listen to your rules (no) We will never do what others do (No) Know what we want and we get it from you We do what we like and we like what we do So let's get a party going (let's get a party going) Now it's time to party and we'll party hard (party hard) Let's get a party going (let's get a party going) When it's time to party we will always party hard Party hard (party hard, party hard, party hard, party hard, party hard, party hard) (Party hard, party hard, party hard, party hard, party hard) |
Who Wrote Party Hard By Andrew?
Andrew F. Wilkes-krier
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