Lyrics

I'm a good friend, I'm a bad friend I will do anything to make you laugh You're still sleeping with your ex-boyfriend I don't care, I just wanna make you laugh It's a classic, full Jurassic I get paid to sing and you get paid to act But I don't take those kinds of drugs anymore, no And I will buy you all the sand on the beach The sand on the beach, well I'm here if you wanna talk 'Cause your man's out of reach And you only have a week, well I think that we should get tropical Or maybe that's the alcohol Or maybe it's the White Claw I was hooking up with your best friend But I was thinking about you the entire time I was packin' beak with your brother 2020 was such a waste of time Got hooked on Molly and then I probably Went way too hard and way too fast Straight whiskey in a coffee And a tamale Well, I'm sorry, I got nothing fuckin' left I will buy you all the sand on the beach The sand on the beach I'm here if you wanna talk 'Cause your man's out of reach And you only have a week, well I think that we should get tropical Or maybe it's the alcohol Or maybe it's the White Claw Sand on the beach, the sand on the beach, well I'm here if you wanna talk 'Cause your man's out of reach And you only have a week, well I think that we should get tropical Or maybe it's the White Claw Or maybe it's the alcohol
Writer(s): Zachary Carper, Brandon Quinn Schwartzel, Maxwell Atom Kuehn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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