All I Wanna Do
Sheryl Crow Lyrics

Hit it
Let's get started

This ain't no disco
This is not a place to dance and party all night

And it ain't no country club either
This is not an exclusive, high society gathering

This is L.A.
This is Los Angeles, the city of dreams and opportunities

All I want to do is have a little fun before I die
I want to enjoy my life to the fullest while I still can

Says the man next to me out of nowhere
A stranger sitting beside me suddenly speaks up

It's apropos of nothing he says his name is William
He says his name is William without any context or reason

But I'm sure he's Bill or Billy or Mac or Buddy
I assume his name might be one of these common nicknames

And he's plain ugly to me, and I wonder if he's ever
I find him unattractive and I question if he's ever

Had a day of fun in his whole life
Experienced any fun moments or memories

We are drinking beer at noon on Tuesday
We're enjoying beer in the middle of a workday

In the bar that faces the giant car wash
We're at a bar near a large car wash location

And the good people of the world
The innocent and decent passersby

Are washing their cars on their lunch breaks
People are taking their lunch breaks to wash their cars

Hosing and scrubbing as best they can
Cleaning their cars with water and soap as good as they can

In skirts and suits
Dressed in professional attire

They drive their shiny Datsun's and Buick's
They drive their well-maintained cars

Back to the phone company, the record store, too
They're returning back to work or running errands

Well, they're nothing like Billy and me
They're not like us who are drinking during the day

'Cause all I wanna do is have some fun
Because my only desire is to have a good time

I got a feeling I'm not the only one
I sense that others feel the same way I do

Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
Until the dawn of a new day

I like a good beer buzz, early in the morning
I enjoy the feeling of a slight drunkenness in the morning

And Billy likes to peel the labels from his bottles of Bud
Billy enjoys removing the labels from his beer bottles

He shreds them on the bar then he lights every match
He tears and destroys the labels and ignites every matchstick

In an over-sized pack letting each one burn
Using a large matchbox, burning each one fully

Down to his thick fingers before blowing and
Letting the matches burn down to his fingers before extinguishing them

Cursing them out, he's watching
Expressing anger towards the burnt matches while carefully observing them

The bottles of Bud as they spin on the floor
Watching his empty beer bottles roll on the floor

And a happy couple enters the bar
A joyful pair walk into the establishment

Dangerously, close to one another
Standing very close in a way that seems risky

The bartender looks up from his wanted ads
The bartender stops glancing at job listings to notice them

But all I wanna do is have some fun
My only aim is to have a good time

I got a feeling I'm not the only one
I have a hunch that others feel the same way

Otherwise the bar is ours
We have the place to ourselves

The day and the night
Throughout the entire day and night

And the car wash, too
Including the adjacent car wash

The matches and the Bud's
Matches and beer bottles

And the clean and dirty cars
Both freshly cleaned and soiled vehicles

The sun and the moon
Both daylight and nighttime hours

I got a feeling the party has just begun
I sense that the celebration has only started

I won't tell you that you're the only one
I won't lie and say you're the sole person enjoying yourself

Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
Until another day breaks in this place