Strangers with familiar faces will greet me at the door
I swear I've been here before
But your sister's 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

And 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's 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"