I'm Not Much Of A Partier Anymore.

My Sister, She Says She Knows Elvis.

Lie To Me, I Promise To Believe. Lie To Me, But Please Don't Leave.

Then When I Cut My Hair Short, My Career Tanked For About Four Years!

All My Friends Say I Have To Get Right Back On The Bike. And I Keep Saying Maybe Not A Bike.

We Can't Be Certain Who The Villains Are Cuz Everyone's So Pretty, But The After Party's Sure To Be The Wing-ding As It Moves Into Your City.