West Coast

Ahhhhhhhhh

Checked out, waiting for the weekend

Coked up, it's all right I'm leaving

I don't wanna go back home

Skip school, already failing

Told mom and dad that I'm bailing

Now we're driving up the coast

Ahhhhhhhhh

Fucked up, sleepless in Seattle

Got drunk and barfed on my shadow

I don't ever wanna go

Got high, ended up in Portland

But you can't buy liquor in Oregon

So we'll just talk and bum some smokes

Woke up, caught me with a smile

Passed out on your bathroom tile

Man, I think that this is home

So sad, I should've told her something

Call her up and talk about nothing

But I forgot I lost my phone

Ahhhhhhhhh

And all my friends, they just stay the same

I'm growing up but nothing's changing

I'm so sick of this stupid place

It's so suburban and so boring

I should try and get a life

But I don't want that 9 to 5

I'd rather die, keep getting high

So pack my things and say goodbye

Ahhhhhhhhh

Checked out, I'm waiting for the weekend

Checked out, I'm waiting for the weekend

Checked out, I'm waiting for the weekend

Checked out, I'm waiting for the weekend