Late night in the city

Mama called she's worried

Called her back and said

That I'm at a party

I'm happy

I'm just a little bit tipsy

But tipsy is an understatement

Cuz look at me

I'm wasted. Wasted

Too much of these chemicals

They've got me feeling brain dead

Designated driver's passed

Out in the back seat

Tryna get us home

I don't remember what street

I told that bitch no

We should have stayed home

And now we might run into the popo

Oh no!oh no!

Where do we go I'm wasted

Can't think straight I'm wasted

I just hope you make it

I'm so fucking wasted

Fuck

Ooh that was too much booze

Got me feeling loose

Busting out my moves

Wasted

Cant think straight I'm wasted

I Just hope you make it

I'm so fucking faded

Airborne I have lifted

Oh my god I'm lit and

I'm so fucking wasted

Look at the time

It must be the wine

Oh don't look my way

One look my way

And I'll make you mine

Cannot make decisions

In this state of mind

Don't ask if I'm good

Don't ask if I'm good

Cuz I'll say I'm fine

Ooh, oh this is a vibe

I'm feeling the

Feeling the mood

So I'll take my time

I might just unwind on you, you

But seriously guys

I'm like fucked up right now

Ooh that was too much booze

Got me feeling loose

Busting out my moves

Wasted

Cant think straight I'm wasted

I Just hope you make it

I'm so fucking faded

Airborne I have lifted

Oh my god I'm lit and

I'm so fucking wasted

Designated driver's passed

Out in the back seat

Tryna get us home

I don't remember what street

I told that bitch no

We should have stayed home

And now we might run into the popo

Oh no!oh no!

Where do we go I'm wasted

Can't think straight I'm wasted

I just hope you make it

I'm so fucking wasted

Fuck!