Part 1 - PartyIsntOver
Uhm, I said, the party isn't over
We can still dance, but I don't have no rhythm

So $#&@ing take a chance with me
The party isn't over, we can still dance girl
But I don't have no rhythm

So $#&@ing take a chance with a ^!$$%
Like me, like me


Part 2 - Campfire

Yeah, uhm

All I needed was a stick, grab the marshmallows
Mother $#&@ers getting lynched and burned
I earned it, my flog gnaw badge is looking good

On this brand new jacket
The donuts on the flag waving over the cabin
Now grab them graham crackers and pass them over here

Hurry, quickly I need a piece of Hersheys
Darker than the corners of the bushes we be lurking
I centered the mellow over the graham

Heated it too long now it's melting over my hand
$#&@ it, I'll bite it, I burnt it, but I liked it
Camping with my ^!$$%s, its so $#&@ing exciting


We're making smores by the campfire
Camp flog gnaw, golf wang summer


Sat by the fire, do witness gentle
Transformation cease to be mindless

Create your sweetness

Part 3 - Bimmer


Hook:


You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
You got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep up

But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer
See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up

And your head lights are off I'm trying to see 'em
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and smash


Pop some Tame Impala, your man got a lame impala
And it's dark outside

And I'm sharing slurpees and you ain't even begin to swallow
Oooooooo
You're $#&@ing nuts, green top we coupled up

Run my fingers through em as you wax and buff my muffler
Cause I fingered you, you think the $#&@ing ring is coming up?
Oooooooo

Maybe, I don't know, I think you're chill
Ride for Riding on my pegs, and my back against your legs
And a seatbelt is needed if I get between 'em, yeah


Hook:


You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
You got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep up

But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer
See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up

And your head lights are off I'm trying to see 'em
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and smash


Mmmm , It'll get dark outside soon ride for it
Where the streetlights sing ride for it

You don't have to lie girl to kick it its cool
We moving slow


You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
You got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer, smash

You remind me of my bimmer

Where you been man?
I had a drop off to make real quick. Hey you've seen Salem?
Oh she with that new dude, wolf, or, Darnell, whatever his name is.

$#&@ that ^!$$% man. Hey you know where they went?
I seen 'em going down by the lake.
What the $#&@!
You good man? You need some sherm? I got some.
I got a can of these baked beans too.