Hello August, Travie McCoy - Drunk Again lyrics

It's just about sex to you
Is it sad that I know
Still I wanna be next to you?
Takin' dirty pictures at night that
I text to you was it dumb what I've done
Finished things with my ex for you?
Just to get next you

Yes, I know that you sleep around
Don't wanna know how many girls
Go down on you if I stop to think about it
Then I never get through the day (hey)
Oh really, tell me what's a girl to do
I guess if I wanna be with you
Then I drink untill I don't
Know what I'm doing imma go get wasted

Fill my cup right to the top
Let's go get drunk again
Till we can't see straight now
Cause that makes us work somehow
Ain't no trouble when the bottle
Flows so let's pretend
That we ain't disfunctional
And fuck it, we're young
So let's get drunk again

I took a pill for you
Stayed up all night flirting with
Another guy for you
Kissed him on the lips while standing
Right in front of you
Tryna make you jealous
But it seemed all right for you
Why the hell is it allright for you?

And I can't just sleep around
Cause, I'm a girl and people would frown
Guess I'm stuck livin' in a real
Life fifty shades of grey (ey)
And the only way I found
To pick my heart up off the ground
Is to drink untill I don't
Know what I'm doing
Come on, let's get wasted

Fill my cup right to the top
Let's go get drunk again
Till we can't see straight now
Cause that makes us work somehow
Ain't no trouble when the bottle
Flows so let's pretend
That we ain't disfunctional
And fuck it, we're young
So let's get drunk again (come-on)

It's Travie
Alright, this is my break, right?

They say the female of the species
Is more deadly than the male
Now if that's a fact, than
Boy watch your back
And don't get distracted by that tale
'Cause after about an hour in the shower
On her lips
Yeah, she's divine and that's by design
So you can thank the Lord
For what's between them' hips

Late femme fatale
She's got a body that are probably
Making man lose his faith
But she's just a lost girl in a
High cost world, placed to offer
She'll take the plate but who's to blame?
(Huh) It ain't her fault
Her inner-girls do the same damn things
Every night expecting a different result

Fill my cup right to the top
Let's go get drunk again
Till we can't see straight now
Cause that makes us work somehow
Ain't no trouble when the bottle
Flows so let's pretend
That we ain't disfunctional
And fuck it, we're young
So let's get drunk again