Dave and Lisa's Soiree Lyrics

I'm so nervous, can't speak

I don't wanna mess it up

I ate an envelope

I don't know what I've done

I better not break, I better not crack

Or it will be on my back

Well I better go, and tend to my soiree

I hope you enjoy yourself, there's punch in the bowl and

You know you can help yourself to the chips on the table

If you need me to help you out, just give me a whistle

Please pull up to the place right now, this soirees official

So far, so good, so great

Things are going fine

We had a mess-up here

Lisa dropped the wine

The guests do not see, nor they hear

The mistake made by my dear

Pick it up I hear footsteps, man I wonder what they'll say

I'll help you pick it up my dear, just hand me a towel

Things are not going as we planned is our avowal

I can't wait for this to all end, it's a disaster

Kind of weird how we do not hear any laughter

I hope you enjoy yourself, there's punch in the bowl and

You know you can help yourself to the chips on the table

If you need me to help you out, just give me a whistle

Please pull up to the place right now, this soirees official