Kickball party

Oh
Here we go again
You've lost your know
What you've been holding in
You let it go
And it falls slow
Now theres an empty now
Stands and stares at me
What do you think about my naked body?
Does it make you hot?
Does it make you wanna party?
And I stand in the know
Say now don't you know
And theres a rising edge of black and stand below
And the trees all creek and cry to let you know