Shotgun

Tonight I’m riding shotgun
I won’t be cool to drive when it’s time to go
Tonight I’m riding shotgun
I can feel it tonight, I am gonna let go
Wet shorts wet green paper
I drink rum with Capri Sun chaser
Wet pockets wet Abe Lincolns
Hey buddy, tell me what you drinkin'
Hey, champagnin'
Got no place in the mornin'
Tonight I’m riding shotgun
I won’t be cool to drive when it’s time to go
Tonight I’m riding shotgun
I can feel it tonight, I am gonna let go
Hot pants, flip-flop Pradas
She’s hot man, hot lava
Marco, Polo, Marco, Polo
Marco, Polo, yeah, hot lava
Hey, champagnin'
Got no place in the mornin'