Lyrics

Ok I need motel, pastels Book a cheap vacation I need retail seashells Find me the location Any big bills quick thrills Not in the equation If it's on sale pray tell Where I make the payment, yeah I'm 21 and she knows I got no dough for Tito's So we get bags of vino Spent less than half a C-note We dine on wine and Cheetos I bought some weed to let go Our money's gone but we know That we don't feel broke I'm wasted like my time Greened out like my lime California catatonic Call it a vacation, yeah Wasted like me time Greened out like my lime I feel like novacaine I call it novacation, yeah No credit cards and no cash flow Gotta count dimes to get back home I'm dirt broke on some dirt road If it's dirt cheap, I'll need loans 75 for that motel Are you shitting me, it's not a hotel Well fuck that, put the seat back In the cartel, there's no bill Parked out on some roadside Eatin' cheeseburgers with no fries Can't afford to even pick sides And the tanks empty but it's alright 'Cause I'll play guitar for that gas money 25 in my hat, lucky 15 into the tank please But 10 for the grass I'm wasted like my time Greened out like my lime California catatonic Call it a vacation, yeah Wasted like me time Greened out like my lime I feel like novacaine I call it novacation, yeah I'm wasted like my time Greened out like my lime California catatonic Call it a vacation, yeah Wasted like me time Greened out like my lime I feel like novacaine I call it novacation, yeah
Writer(s): Andrew Schur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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