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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We’re on your couch
Cartoons on
Socks off
Friday
You pull that grin
Say
“Come a little closer my way”
You scoot back once
I lean in
That’s my mistake
Little rumble
Then you laugh at my face
[Chorus]
Blame it on the bubbles
Girl
You got me weak
You giggle while I’m wheezin'
Can’t even speak
You turn around
I swear this must be fate
You fart in my face
And I kinda like the taste
Blame it on the bubbles
I’m in too deep
You’re wrecking my senses
I don’t wanna leave
Yeah
Everyone else might call me insane
You fart in my face
And I love you just the same
[Verse 2]
Windows closed
You say
“Wow
That one was deadly”
Tears in my eyes
But I still think you’re heavenly
Who needs flowers
When you got this kind of flare
You say
“You good?”
I say
“Girl
Let’s share the air”
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Front row seat to your wild side
Baby
VIP pass where the brave go crazy
You say “sorry”
I say “do it again”
Guess I’m doomed
To be your biggest fan
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 9, 2026
Duration1:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
Bouncy pop-punk energy with tight power chords, live drums, and a rubbery bass line. Male vocals, playful and bright on the verses, opening up into shout-along gang vocals on the chorus. Short breaks for crowd “hey!” chants and a cheeky half-time bridge before crashing back into the final hook.
Credits
Prompt by
WaveyPhaser636
WaveyPhaser636ModelAria v5
Prompt
A upbeat song about girl farting in my face and I like it
