Theres a party at your house Maybe ill slide by And then turn into some other guy Who lives along the walls until it feels right Who talks at the congregation 'til the end of the night Who wants to become the center of everyone's life There's a party at your house What a likely sight When its Groundhog Day every Friday night I'm surprised I can keep this face on tight I thought it would peel and reveal my bite I don't wanna become the center of everyone's life I've got this friend Sleeps in my bed He drinks my wine He eats my bread When I want to go out He goes instead He says he's a people person I nod my head There's a body on the couch And I think its mine I wanna become someone I recognize I'm not gonna sell myself, no, not this time Why would I change the face I wear? This one is fine Tonight, I'm in good company I'll be alright I've got this friend Sleeps in my bed He drinks my wine He eats my bread When I wanna go out He goes instead He says he's a people person He says he's a people person He says he's a people person I say, who said?