We ordered pizza to keep the girls awake The island on casters kept sliding away They smoked electric cigarettes, s**ing the tip bright blue Turned up some music, full of racial slurs Singing into my camera, the girls knew all of the words They smoked electric cigarettes s**ing the tip bright blue I was drinking from a mug made by a two year old niece The kitchen island on casters would all of a sudden roll away from me Girls on film, Macaulay Culkin on pizza, me on the tambourine Hey, do what you want. Keep your Christmas Heels on.
Both me and Phillip have been sick for two years I stepped onto the kitchen scale, after drinking 8 beers I was 148 pounds. I looked a Phillip Hey, do what you want. Wrapped up in your college blanket Everybody asks what if I want To be a politician one-day Girls on film, Macaulay Culkin on pizza, me on the tambourine Everybody takes what they can out of their lives Until their lips turn blue Everybody flies into the fly-tape of a life s**ing their lips bright blue They smoked electric cigarettes, s**ing the tip bright blue