You´re not the prettiest girl in town

I´m not the only boy with sullied clothes and a sullen frown, so

To hell with Valentine´s, to hell with perfume

To hell with chocolates and picnics

And Sinatra tunes

Cuz while the rest of the girls are drowning in roses and songs he composes

And while the rest of the guys are all trying

All trying so hard



[Chorus]

Oh girl, let´s crash the party

El Dorado on the lawn (hey, hey, hey)

Let´s burn holes in the carpets

Kicking, shouting, dancing on the tables all night long



I´m not so good with subtlety

You wouldn´t say that I´m the picture of urbanity

Never put much stock in suavity, courtesy, chivalry, gallantry

All that useless jewelry

But while the rest of the girls still sigh for the night he was smiling politely

And while the rest of the guys are all trying

All trying so hard

[Chorus]

Oh girl, let´s crash the party

El Dorado on the lawn (hey, hey, hey)

Let´s burn holes in the carpets

Kicking, shouting, dancing on the tables all night long

(Oh girl, let´s crash the party)

All night

(Let´s burn holes in the carpet)

All night long