(+) Her Soundtrack - Song On The Beach
Fill in the blanks without spilling your drinks:My name is and I'm a alcoholicNot for real, but what else do you call thisFind me in the clubbyGoing duper dumbyBorrowing your moneyIn the bathroom flask full of iced teaCollege grad chick straddling meI think that she want meTo get up in her tummyThat's why they call me "Gutsy"and I be like "check my spanish"Mamacita, te necesitoSoy ebrio, that's all the words I knowI shoot tequila from Costa RicaI gotta tell yaBest friends, you are my fucking best friendsSeriously, it's like the best night everThis song, I'm really feeling this songThis song, fucking best song everrrIt's only midnight, chicks like "Heels off!"Barefooted on the floor playing leapfrogSkittles, Stoli, no juiceand rolypoly produceThat's why they call me "Whoa, dude""Slow, dude"Mamacita, te necesitoSoy ebrio, that's all the words I knowMargaritas and microwave pizzasI gotta tell yaBest friends, you are my fucking best friendsSeriously, it's like the best night everThis song, I'm really feelin this songThis song, fucking best song everrr Best friends, you are my fucking best friendsSeriously, it's like the best night everThis song, I'm really feelin this songThis song, fucking best song everrr Best friends, you are my fucking best friendsSeriously, it's like the best night everThis song, I'm really feelin this songThis song, fucking best song everrr