That's a party.

Oh my tender boy
found his naive girl
fucking a sexy girl
in the backside
of a pink car.

All smell like sex
bubblegum & sex,
I didn't feel sorry for him
since I warned him
a thousand times,
what could I do
if he loves super losers?

Blah, blah, blah,
the rest in history...

Why don't we crash a party?
Just havin' some fun
Why don't we get vodka?
Just forgettin' what's matter
Why don't we hang with bad guys?
Just waking' up without knowin' a shit,
that's a party, that's a party, that is...

I think, well, my boy
isn't a ugly boy, he just
needs to meet the sexy
damn sweet bitch in him,
'cos…

I'd like to fuck him in
the backside of a pink car,
la, la and you, little slut girl,
you can see us havin' fun
without you, yea, without you,
we 'ready love each other!

Why don't we crash a party?
Just havin' some fun
Why don't we get some beers?
Just forgettin' what's matter
Why don't we hang with bad guys?
Just waking'up without knowin' a shit,
that's a party, that's a party, that is...

And the next day,
my boy'd call me again,
to tell me there's a sexy boy
by his side in a comfy bed
with whips and chocolates,
I just got mad, why didn't he
take me there? That's a party.

Why don't we crash a party?
Just havin' some fun
Why don't we get some beers?
Just forgettin' what's matter
Why don't we hang with bad guys?
Just waking'up without knowin' a shit,
that's a party, that's a party, that is...