Columbia, MO.

You’re always so unique, when you’re staring at me…
You’re a little less sincere, than I’d like you to appear…
Monday waking up next to honey
Tuesday I’m all alone and she’s gone…

And we’re waiting for a trippy song! (x4)

You’re a little out of touch! When I think you’ve drank too much…
You’re always acting up, and I’ve surely had enough…
Monday waking up next to honey
Tuesday I’m all alone and she’s gone…

And we’re waiting for a trippy song! (x4)

And I’m waiting on a trippy song, waiting on a trippy song
Waiting on a trippy song. I’m waiting, waiting, waiting, WAITING!

And we’re waiting for a trippy song!
And we’re waiting for a trippy song!
And we’re waiting for a trippy song!

(I think my baby drank too much, too much)
And we’re waiting for a trippy song!
(I think my baby drank too much, too much)