Oh, Rank up on the beach now Yeah Everywhere you wanna be now I just had a dream that I could be a grown up Friends telling me I pop like soda While summer nights some of you woulda known A kid like moi woulda blown up Chilling naughties Gotta rock Lola Only fair matters like I'm Carl Winsloba Pop in the road trip I got the windows low shit We're doin this for kicks and mac soda And when that's over I don't wanna quit And then moneys so cool while you quit that spending Girs do yoga they just split and bending If you a actress then you better quit pretending Oh that's offending me why don't you cover up Cause I could show you to my room get you bundled up She took a look into my pocket got 100 bucks I crash landed in the country club cause I got Friends in the back, friends in the attic All I gotta say to them is thank god for that And we could party all damn day And the last one to stay awake Can thank god From my friends in the back, friends in the hectic All I gotta say to them is I'm all for that Uh-ha, yeah uh-ha yeah uh-ha Thanks god Cause we'll be in the house, eating up the dominoes Living at the top of the world, geronimo What the fuck you do last night, donna knows Man I think I'm heading for a fall like a domino Someone pick me up for they kicking me down
