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"Hey, it's nice to meet ya" Is what he said to me Baby, let me treat ya To a shot or three I think you're hot, but I was Just about to leave Join me if you wanna I live right down the street I was gonna go home Pop a bottle in the bathtub while I get stoned From the bar into the back Of a cab, up the stairs To my bedroom It's a sad sorry afterparty Tears be tasting like Bacardi Don't scream, you'll wake up Molly She's got work tomorrow morning Sad sorry afterparty Just my feelings getting sloppy Don't scream, you'll wake up Molly Sad sorry afterparty Here's the part where we yell Off the balcony Make out in the shower 'Til we can barely breath He said, "Let's go to Malibu" But I just wanna cry into the swimming pool "Hey, it's nice to meet ya" Is what he said to me I was gonna go home Pop a bottle in the bathtub while I get stoned From the bar into the back Of a cab, up the stairs To my bedroom It's a sad sorry afterparty Tears be tasting like Bacardi Don't scream, you'll wake up Molly She's got work tomorrow morning Sad sorry afterparty Just my feelings getting sloppy Don't scream, you'll wake up Molly Sad sorry afterparty Sad sorry afterparty Tears be tasting like Bacardi Don't scream, you'll wake up Molly She's got work tomorrow morning Sad sorry afterparty Sun came up and I'm still sloppy Put some whiskey in my coffee Sad sorry afterparty Sad sorry afterparty Sad sorry afterparty
Writer(s): Sean Kennedy, Peter Anthony Nappi, Taylor Cameron Upsahl Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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