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Panic! At The Disco Theres A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Havent Thought Of It Yet
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brendon Urie
Brendon Urie
Piano
Ryan Ross
Ryan Ross
Keyboards
Heather Stebbins
Heather Stebbins
Cello
Spencer Smith
Spencer Smith
Drums
William Brousserd
William Brousserd
Trumpet
Samantha Bynes
Samantha Bynes
Violin
Brent Matthew Wilson
Brent Matthew Wilson
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Ross
Ryan Ross
Songwriter
Spencer Smith
Spencer Smith
Songwriter
Brendon Urie
Brendon Urie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Squire
Matt Squire
Producer
Eugene "UE" Nastasi
Eugene "UE" Nastasi
Mastering Engineer
Panic! At the Disco
Panic! At the Disco
Producer

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Please, leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman From that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and Please, leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman From that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and When you're in black slacks with accentuating, off-white, pinstripes Whoa, everything goes according to plan I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it Because you say so under your breath You're reading lips "When did he get all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better, and you can't stand it Next is a trip to the, the ladies' room in vain, and I bet you just can't keep up with, (keep up) with these fashionistas, and Tonight, tonight you are, you are a whispering campaign I bet to them your name is "Cheap", I bet to them you look like shh Talk to the mirror, oh, choke back tears And keep telling yourself that "I'm a diva!" Oh, and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it Because you say so under your breath You're reading lips "When did he get all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better, and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better, and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better, and you can't stand it And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious, so, of course, you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious, so, of course, you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious, so, of course, you'll be distracted when I spike the punch
Writer(s): Brent Matthew Wilson, Brendon Boyd Urie, Spencer James Smith, George Ryan Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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