This is your time
This is your day
You've waited and wondered
You've pondered and planned
Where will you stay? What would they say?
How will you get there? Where will you go?
What will they give you?
How many friends will show? (Happy birthday everyone)
So
Happy birthday, here's to ya
Happy birthday everyone
Buy 'em a beer, give 'em a cheer
Some love and affection
A gift card, a cake and a hug
♪
What self-respecting adult
Makes a big deal of their birthday? (Me)
It's time to simmer down and stop acting like you're ten (excuse me?)
But we know you're a really big deal so let's get it out of the way
For you and nearly two million other important people born today
Happy birthday, here's to ya
We know all about it 'cause you told everyone (everyone)
It's attention that you seek
It's a birthday, not a week
You're a wicked, sick, sad, selfish son of a gun
♪
Throw yourself a big old party (yeah)
Rent yourself a big old hall
Send out invitations to your shitty birthday ball
Stop posting pictures and videos
You think you're so cinematic (I am)
Blow out those freaking candles and get over it
Don't be so dramatic
Happy birthday, here's to ya
Happy birthday everyone
No more beers, no more cheers
No more love and affection
No gift cards, no cakes and no hugs
Happy birthday, here's to ya
We know all about it 'cause you told everyone (everyone)
It's attention that you seek
It's a birthday, not a week
You're a wicked, sick, sad, selfish son of a gun
You're a wicked, sick, sad, selfish son of a gun
"Guys, get together for a picture"
"Come on, everybody"
"We need a picture, come on"
"God, will this broad get over it?"
"Why is nobody listening to me? Get together for a picture"
"Jesus Christ, I've had it up to here"
"Here, you hold the camera"
"Midnight"
"Wrap it up please"
"Smile!"
"It's not your day anymore"
"Okay"