Oh, my God, I think I'm freaking out
Too many drinks, too many rounds
I'm in the clouds, no coming downOh my God, you got me in, and we can't get out
Eenie meenie minie mo
It's too easy I'm freaking out
You are the medic, I know your anatomy
It's like a movie, should win an academy
I throw a salary up when you strattle me
When there's a fallacy, send in the calvary
Had an ass like give me a break
I give you some of that Kit-Kat baring
Catch it all on video tape
And play back the highlights tomorrowToo much alcohol
Too many women every night
It's a replay
What's happening?Oh, my God, I think I'm freaking out
Too many drinks, too many rounds
I'm in the clouds, no coming down(Oh dude I'm totally freaking out)I plan to get white boy wasted
The feeling in my face took a vacation
A lot of Goose so you know I ain't chasing
The room spinning ing ing ing
And I'm done
Shot like shot, bang bang, that's a gun
I shoulda auditioned for Hangover 1, 2, 3
Oh no, bartender said, you want a drink, oh no
Promised I never ever ever ever drink again
That's it, drinks, so I will sip again
Wake up, headache, throwing up, slurring
Sex on the beach, in my wet willy thermalToo much alcohol
Too many women every night
It's a replay
What's happening?Oh, my God, I think I'm freaking out
Too many drinks, too many rounds
I'm in the clouds, no coming down
(Oh dude I'm totally freaking out)Oh, oh, oh
Oh, my God, I think I'm freaking out
Too many drinks, too many rounds
I'm in the clouds, no coming down(Oh dude I'm totally freaking out)
Songwriters
TRAMAR DILLARD, BREYAN STANLEY ISAAC, THOMAS J. ROZDILSKYPublished by
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