Don’t Feed The Party Animal

I'd kiss you, but I'm afraid I'd eat you
I'd wish you well but can't find the words I need to reach you
And my skin, and my skin, and my skin, and my skin, and my skin's too tight
Let me in, let me in, don't you wanna let me in tonight? All right? All right? All right?

Please don't feed the party animal
This new breed is far too radical
Why'd you have to go and make me lose my head?
Now I gotta blow until I'm deflated
If you didn't know, I'll make it understandable:
Don't feed the party animal!

I don't know what to do
Haven't showered, haven't shaved, haven't slept in seven days, I'm on fumes
I should stay in my cave, 'cause I always misbehave on full moons
But looky look at you, young lady, ooh, you're cute... or anyway, you'll do

This is my transformation
This is my rise to the occasion
Too late for me, you freed the party animal

Where to begin, to begin, to begin
I'd kiss you, but I'm afraid I'd eat you
I'd wish you well, but can't find the words I need to reach you