Angelica was on her way to the party She doesn't need to wait for anybody (what-ah) Knows exactly what's she's doin' I watch as she commands the room (commands the room) The ambience was overrated at the party Want to run away before it's even started I look at my feet, then I look for the door (the door) Can't find my friends, so I just take a bit more A bit more, a bit more A bit more, a bit more A bit more, a bit more A bit more, a bit more A bit more And then it all Comes to an end We all go again Go again ♪ Good times, all the timе Good times, all the time Angelica, she brought lasagne to the party I tried my luck at dancin' with everybody Sometimes life gets hard to deal I like you, you've got sex appeal But I don't wanna follow you on the 'Gram I don't wanna listen to your band I don't know why I haven't left yet Don't want none of this Good times, all the time Good times, all the time ♪ Good times, all the time Good times, all the time ♪ Angelica, she brought her ray gun to the party Angelica obliterated everybody I look at my hands then I look for the door Can't help but feel like I've been here before I don't know what I'm even doin' here I was told that there would be free beer I don't wanna follow you on the 'Gram I don't wanna listen to your band And then it all Comes to an end We all go again Go again Good times, all the time Good times, all the time ♪ Good times, all the time Good times, all the time ♪ Good times, all the time Good times, all the time