Surf Killer

I'm waking up at 6 a.m

Just to catch up with all of my little friends and
Drink lemonade by the pool
Nobody got me a present
Nobody got me nothing good

So I'll get drunk right by the stereo
And fist fight and lose both my shoes
Nobody got me a present
Nobody got me some new shoes

Somebody fucked her a little bit and
Somebody fucked her a little bit and
My body hurts when I think of it and
My stomach churns when I think of it and
Somebody fucked her a little bit and
Somebody fucked her a little bit and
My body hurts when I think of it and
My stomach churns when I think of it and

I don't know if it's the ecstasy
But something feels like it's killing me
Tonight

Oh my god bro, I wanna get her home
She wants it, at least she told me so
And now I'm obsessed, about her partner's phone
And now I want him to fuck me hard

And I don't what this is gonna do
Except make me feel like I'm losing you
And I'm screaming bout the little things
Where the fuck are my shoes now???

Somebody fucked her a little bit and
Somebody fucked her a little bit and
My body hurts when I think of it and
My stomach churns when I think of it and
Somebody fucked her a little bit and
Somebody fucked her a little bit and
My body hurts when I think of it and
My stomach churns when I think of it and

I don't know if it's the ecstasy
But something feels like it's killing me
Tonight