Pull up to the party, like it’s nineteen eighty. I’ll be in Hawaii, in all my lucid dreams. And every body’s talking bout, how I look super swagger. But boy am I tired, I wanna leave already.
Not even a wild night, made me chatty then made me tired, as I wind down late this time, in the middle of the ever loving night-
I woke up thinking I’m Manetti club Kamehameha, just like I’m Rick I’m gonna own it gonna slay ya slay ya, I’m on the table I fall off and imma go to Mayo, that Mayo Clinic got me stitches cuz I’m hazy dazed yuh. And like TC I’ll charter you onto a private island, like you my PI you investigate my lying lying, pina colada letting loose and you know that I’m flying, but ain’t no snow I’ll sniff or eat while I’m up in Hawaii. Don’t eat the snow in Hawaii.
You know I’m a good girl, don’t do none of that stuff. This is just a bad dream, swear I was never drunk. Wake up and they think I’m fine, but I’m in love with the TV. They say my favorite show is on, now I’m glued to the screen.
Not even a wild night, started chatty then went to tired, as I wind down late tonight, think that I may finally sleep this time, but-
I woke up thinking I’m Manetti club Kamehameha, just like I’m Rick I’m gonna own it gonna slay ya slay ya, I’m on the table I fall off and imma go to Mayo, that Mayo Clinic got me stitches cuz I’m hazy dazed yuh. And like TC I’ll charter you onto a private island, like you my PI you investigate my lying lying, pina colada letting loose and you know that I’m flying, but ain’t no snow I’ll sniff or eat while I’m up in Hawaii. Don’t eat the snow in Hawaii.
Don’t eat the snow in Hawaii, Hawaii, my dreams of the club dance around in my brain. Don’t wanna end up just like I’m my grandpa, brain pickled up cuz he going insane. Don’t let me close to the edge, just a rate of freedom is all it takes. Before I end up drowning in screams.
I woke up thinking I’m Manetti club Kamehameha, just like I’m Rick I’m gonna own it gonna slay ya slay ya, I’m on the table I fall off and imma go to Mayo, that Mayo Clinic got me stitches cuz I’m hazy dazed yuh. And like TC I’ll charter you onto a private island, like you my PI you investigate my lying lying, pina colada letting loose and you know that I’m flying, but ain’t no snow I’ll sniff or eat while I’m up in Hawaii. Don’t eat the snow in Hawaii.
M.A.L.C.O.L.M
