Nobody likes who they R.
I'm the type of girl
Treating this sports bar like it's a club
We do everything that Kesha does
Beg you, to buy me shots
Then brag you did it just cause I'm hot
Can't talk 'bout anything but myself
And my dad's extensive wealth (-ealth) (-ealth)
Getting glitter everywhere
Whoops I spilled some in your beer
Called my gurls, now they're all here
Oh no no no (Sung by bar patrons)
Tonight we'll try too har-har-h-h-hard.
Sneak in ten cans of Spark-spar-sp-sp-Sparks.
Put the rest on Dad's car-car-c-c-c-card.
Awfulness is our art
We can't hold our booze
Only drink liquor named after fruit
Change our mind three times at the bar
Then totally ignore the tip jar
Our flash (is) blindin' you
Takin' pics of er'thing we do.
We're spilling your drinks
Cuttin' in line.
Playin' one song
Singin' the words
(The girls play one song on the jukebox over and over, scream along to it.)
Learned everything we know
From pop music videos
We deserve a TV show.
Oh, fo sho, sho, sho (Another girl agrees.)
Tonight we'll cry and moan-m-m-m-moan
'Cause we lost our ph o-pho-ph-ph-phones.
Call Mom to take us ho-ho-h-h-home.
We always go too far
We ruined your bar!
We'll post some pics onli-li-l-l-line.
Swear we had a real good ti-ti-t-t-t-time
Some memory loss is fi-fi-f-f-fine.
Need to drink to have fun, right?
We'll see you tonight!