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