Wrecked on Triple Sec Songtext
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Wrecked on Triple Sec Songtext
We′re going out, you kids have fun
(Later, mom and dad!)
Don't get in trouble while we′re gone
(Why do you always say that? Why do you always say that?)
You know we're fine young citizens
Across the board B averages
But you really shoulda thought to lock the liquor cabinet
I'm wrecked on triple sec again
Let′s crank "Let′s Face It" on my parents' stereo
And skank through the kitchen
We′re wrecked (we're wrecked, we′re wrecked)
On triple sec and grenadine again
Mixing Pepsi and Kahlua with my stupid fuckin' friends!
Get up, son, it′s time for school
(Five more minutes)
What time did you guys stay up til?
(Don't know what you're saying, what are you implying?)
You know we′re fine young citizens
Across the board C averages
But you really shoulda thought to lock the liquor cabinet
I′m wrecked on triple sec again
Let's crank "Life Won′t Wait" on my parents' stereo
And skank through the kitchen
We′re bombed (we're bombed, we′re bombed)
On mom's vanilla extract once again
Mixing Mountain Dew and boxed wine with my stupid fuckin' friends!
Are those footprints on the frozen pool?
Why′s the litter box soggy and full?
Why are there Dutch guts in the trash?
Why is my foot stuck in your ass?
I′m wrecked on triple sec again
Let's crank Less Than Jake on my parents′ stereo
And skank through the kitchen
We're wrecked (we′re wrecked, we're wrecked)
On triple sec and grenadine again
Mixing up some stupid drinks with my stupid fuckin′ friends!
(Later, mom and dad!)
Don't get in trouble while we′re gone
(Why do you always say that? Why do you always say that?)
You know we're fine young citizens
Across the board B averages
But you really shoulda thought to lock the liquor cabinet
I'm wrecked on triple sec again
Let′s crank "Let′s Face It" on my parents' stereo
And skank through the kitchen
We′re wrecked (we're wrecked, we′re wrecked)
On triple sec and grenadine again
Mixing Pepsi and Kahlua with my stupid fuckin' friends!
Get up, son, it′s time for school
(Five more minutes)
What time did you guys stay up til?
(Don't know what you're saying, what are you implying?)
You know we′re fine young citizens
Across the board C averages
But you really shoulda thought to lock the liquor cabinet
I′m wrecked on triple sec again
Let's crank "Life Won′t Wait" on my parents' stereo
And skank through the kitchen
We′re bombed (we're bombed, we′re bombed)
On mom's vanilla extract once again
Mixing Mountain Dew and boxed wine with my stupid fuckin' friends!
Are those footprints on the frozen pool?
Why′s the litter box soggy and full?
Why are there Dutch guts in the trash?
Why is my foot stuck in your ass?
I′m wrecked on triple sec again
Let's crank Less Than Jake on my parents′ stereo
And skank through the kitchen
We're wrecked (we′re wrecked, we're wrecked)
On triple sec and grenadine again
Mixing up some stupid drinks with my stupid fuckin′ friends!
Writer(s): Bob Watson, Jay Bonafide, Mark Mckenna Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

