[Verse 1] We drive to stucco houses in Honda Civics We get in fights in yards with Frisbees and broken fences Hunchin’ over a stranger’s bowl until you finish Then eat some goldfish while I eat the vodka Swedish
[Pre-Chorus] We out here We shootin’ them Os like darts And baby girl’s blowin’ Os then snappin’ them to hearts I’m holdin’ myself up with the mailbox 'Cause we all thought we’d try to walk our champagne drunk off
[Chorus] This one’s busted but we ain’t goin’ home So pass the licorice and pass the Fireball Shoot me an address and I’ll give you a pole It’s been a minute since I been this far gone But he stained her dress Only one cup left And he screwed up our celeb shot We all talk with lisps And our driver’s pissed 'Cause she’s not the one who’s piss drunk
[Verse 2] Kids pour into the night and residential streets The only light from the moon and our phone screens One bitch teary cause she ain’t real when she’s liquor free One bitch at home cause her boyfriend’s a control freak
[Pre-Chorus] We out here We shootin’ them Os like darts And baby girl’s blowin’ Os then snappin’ them to hearts I’m holdin’ myself up with the mailbox 'Cause we all thought we’d try to walk our champagne drunk off
[Chorus] This one’s busted but we ain’t goin’ home So pass the licorice and pass the Fireball Shoot me an address and I’ll give you a pole It’s been a minute since I been this far gone But he stained her dress Only one cup left And he screwed up our celeb shot We all talk with lisps And our driver’s pissed 'Cause she’s not the one who’s piss drunk
[Bridge] And our friend’s in the drunk tank The bitch is heated No one’s blowin’ zeros I guess she’s there ‘til morning We be downtown flippin’ off cat-callers In a stucco house we rally ‘til the lights go out ‘Til the lights go out ‘Til the ‘til the lights go out ‘Til the lights go out We rally ‘til the lights go out And our friend’s in the drunk tank The bitch is heated In a stucco house we rally ‘til the lights go out
[Ending] But he stained her dress Only one cup left And he screwed up our celeb shot We all talk with lisps And our driver’s pissed 'Cause she’s not the one who’s piss drunk This one’s busted but we ain’t goin’ home So pass the licorice and pass the Fireball Shoot me an address and I’ll give you a pole It’s been a minute since I been this far goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
