Texty:
Bowling For Soup Sorry For Partyin

We grew up in the suburbs, got guitars for Christmas And started a punk rock band Then we traveled the nation became a sensation In our '82 Dodge van

You are my best friend in the world And I hope that you know When we hangout together It's freaking awesome Playing poker Friday night Pyromancing off

hit rocks and folks get wet I was gonna say something but now I forget Chocolate covered cherries with the milk on the side I'll meet you at the party

America, a beautiful girl A gift to the world from outside of town A train wreck with unbelievable skin Hey, where have you been we haven't seen you around

's go down in flames, tomorrow's just a million miles away We got tonight, so let's tear this town apart We'll never change, we'll party like it's graduation

I'm not lost, I just haven't found everything I need I'm not torn, I'm just getting it together I'm not broken, don't you mind the pieces of me You see

and Out and great sushi And diversity everywhere Really hot chicks wearing next to nothing And the Santa Monica Pier Thank you for our hair metal and the '84 Olympics And for

: My teacher asked me where my homework was And that's when I told her No hablo Ingles Policeman caught me doing 90 And that's when pulled me over No

: You are my best friend in the world. And I hope that you know, when we hangout together, it's freakin' awesome. Playing poker Friday night, Pyromancing