More songs by Skylar Grey
Description
Producer: Danny Majic
Producer: Skylar Grey
Lyrics and translation
Original
Plastic water bottles of vodka and some mystery pills.
Flirting with a car, need to get a free ride, hoping I wouldn't get killed.
Yellow jackets on my Mountain Dew. Thirty made me spill.
Couping up feel at the top of the Ferris wheel.
Plastic water bottles of vodka and some mystery pills.
Flirting with a car, need to get a free ride, hoping I wouldn't get killed.
Yellow jackets on my Mountain Dew. Thirty made me spill.
Couping up feel at the top of the Ferris wheel.
Sagging, baggy jeans, they were dragging.
Cigarette, it was hanging off his lip, took a drag and said, "Pass me the lighter.
" Want a taste of the fire.
We were watching the fireworks when he put his hand under my skirt, and it turned me on.
Plastic water bottles of vodka and some mystery pills.
Flirting with a car, need to get a free ride, hoping I wouldn't get killed. Yellow jackets on my Mountain Dew.
Thirty made me spill.
Couping up feel at the top of the Ferris wheel.
Plastic water bottles of vodka.
Said that he played guitar in a band and I wasn't gonna fact-check, but his tattoos didn't match that.
And he was bipolar, and I know he was much older. I put my head on his shoulder, and I looked down at his. . .
And it turned me on.
Plastic water bottles of vodka and some mystery pills.
Flirting with a car, need to get a free ride, hoping I wouldn't get killed. Yellow jackets on my Mountain Dew.
Thirty made me spill.
Couping up feel at the top of the Ferris wheel.
Watching monster trucks and getting too fucked up.
Plastic water bottles of vodka.
Kissing with my tongue and sitting on his junk and plastic water bottles of vodka.
Plastic water bottles of vodka.