Strangers with familiar faces will greet me at the door
I swear I've been here before
But your sisters house isn't quite the same as yours
You could get lost in the driveway
I'm blocking everyone in on the causeway
Let me move my van
Save me a spot at the table if you're able
Let's give these guys a hand
Because there is paper everywhere
There is paper everywhere
Smiling and spinning
Blindfolded and laughing
Strangers with familiar faces are getting out of hand
I knew you'd understand where I was last year
I didn't mean to disappear
Just a combination of broken heart and busy
It wasn't easy but this song is my best apology
So let's give these guys a hand
Cause there is paper everywhere
There is paper everywhere
Smiling and spinning
Blindfolded and laughing
But it's time to go home
Christine asked me if I'd write a song about your party
And all I could say was "maybe"
All I could say was "maybe"