Pink Suburbia

Another house party, round two

Got a couple bottles, drinks on you

My homegirl's passed out in the back seat

I can hear the music playing from down the street, oh

No time for decoration

Welcome to my California vacation

We got them pink flamingos, you know how we do

I don't care about hellos, I'm just trying to find you

Where can I find you?

Where can I find you?

Ooh, ah

Poolside sipping, just take it slow

Ooh, ah

Got a couple hundreds, we could throw

I can feel your heart beat pounding in the concrete

Emotions like lowkey hysteria

Palm trees in the sky, bleeding neon tonight

Goddamn

I love pink suburbia

Cops got called, but really, who cares?

We'll be fine if we head upstairs (wink)

All our friends are wasted, don't know where they went

This was worth every dollar I spent

Just to keep you here tonight

I think I did something right

Baby how you look so fine, look so fine?

Don't know how we're getting home

I think I might have lost my phone

Whatever though, it's alright

It's alright

It's alright