Fake Names

Some of us are sick and tired of our small town

And some of us wish the PTA would calm down

And all of us need more than a wind down and a clock out

I know I could use an alter-ego, ego boost right now

What do you say, let's get away, have us a holiday?

All the champagne, none of the shame

We can blame it on our

Fake names, I'm Hurricane Hayley

She's from Alabama and she's batshit crazy

Mary Jane, she's a pilot in the Navy

And blacked-out Brittney might puke on your Luccheses

The hell that we're raisin', hearts that we're breakin'

Hey, it ain't a real mistake 'cause we can we blame it on our

Fake names

Fake names

Pedialyte, poppin' bottles in the mornin'

Elvira went home with the doorman

And where am I, why is this guy callin' me Rhoda?

And how the hell did we end up in North Dakota?

Oh, um

Fake names, I'm Hurricane Hayley

She’s from Alabama and she’s batshit crazy

Mary Jane, she's a pilot in the Navy

And blacked-out Brittney might puke on your Luccheses

The hell that we're raisin', hearts that we're breakin'

Hey, it ain’t a real mistake 'cause we can we blame it on our

Fake names

Fake names

Hey, Tawanda, don't you got a brain surgery or something you gotta go to?

I think you're late

Ta-what? Oh

We can blame it on our

Fake names, I'm Hurricane Hayley

She's from Alabama and she's batshit crazy

Mary Jane, she's a pilot in the Navy

And blacked-out Brittney might puke on your Luccheses

The hell that we're raisin', hearts that we're breakin'

Hey, it ain't a real mistake 'cause we can we blame it on our

Fake names

Fake names