Karaoke Bar Lyrics

Smoking cigarettes in the city

Why is this place so filthy

Karaoke bar can you call me

I'm boutta to go sing All The Small Things

Yeah you think I'm a scene kid

Old Skool Vans with the jeans ripped

You can't plan it, this ain't Venus

But baby can you suck my, wait

Take your time babe

I'm not leaving

Make you mine babe

We need healing

Yo fuck that

One two three four

Fucked up on a Sunday

Call out on a Monday

Grow up maybe one day

How those drugs taste

Smoke until my lungs break

Fucked up on a Sunday

Call out on a Monday

Grow up maybe one day

How those drugs taste

Smoke until my lungs break

L.A. I'm a star now

Sike nah I'm wasted at the bar now

Talking 'bout why I'm gonna make it

Right after me and you are getting naked

Can't wait to hear you crescendo

Then I play you like Nintendo

L.A. girls off the benzos

Then they doing Diet Coke with the Mentos

Take your time babe

(Fucked up on a Sunday

Call out on a Monday)

I'm not leaving

(Grow up maybe one day

Smoke till my lungs break)

Make you mine babe

(Fucked up on a Sunday

Call out on a Monday)

We need healing

(Grow up maybe one day

Smoke till my lungs break)