The Dopamines - Fun Tags lyrics

Yeah Lisa's (Jon L.Sister) at the go-go and her motions Are in slo-mo cause' she's drinking down the line And I'm starting to stagger cause my body's full of Jager but I'm telling you I'm fine Now I'm tripping out the bar, stumbling into my car trying hard to make it home My throat was getting colder as I'm noticing the rollers Now I'm pulling to the shoulder and my head feels like a boulder I'm trying to speak my A-B-C-D-W-I party plates I'm slurring trying to beg and plead "Please don't give me party plates" They're booking me and handing me my red and yellow party plates Now I'm crying at the DMV white knuckling my party plates Yeah Kyle's going clubbing and he's looking for some loving' in the back seat of his car After a little saki Kyle got a little co*ky and got tossed out of the bar On his sad drive home Kyle heard a megaphone followed by those flashing lights As the cop approached the ride he invited her inside And he asked her if she's looking for a reel good time You're hitting on a super-mom She's hitting you with party plates You still think that you're getting something yeah a year's supply of party plates The cuffs are tight and you're alright stamping your own party plates The laughter stops when you're on "cops" and you register your party plates I finally feel like I'm at home Stumble till I hit the floor Leaving bruises on the door Brain's missing another night I'd rather get a D.U.I. than give up this life I finally feel like I'm at home Stumble till I hit the floor Leaving bruises on the door Brain's missing another night I'd rather get a D.U.I. than give up this life I finally feel like I'm at home Stumble till I hit the floor Leaving bruises on the door Brain's missing another night I'd rather get a D.U.I. than give up this life