Perfect Wave - Barlow

She was a Baptist

He was a model

She said she never had a drink but she’s gonna drink the worm out the bottle

Chugging on the jug of life

He found Jesus

She found her G-spot

Is took her 21 years and a couple of beers to make the world stop

Waiting for the end to come

And they don’t mind dying

I’m just living on a perfect day

Riding on a perfect wave

Waiting for the end to come

Enjoy your visit no one gets to stay

Never let it slip away

Waiting for the end to come

She was straight edge, he was pre-med

Found em ankles and ears in the backroom dancing with the dead heads

Sucking on the breast of life

With a shot glass, chin strap, carburetor, mud flap

Can’t afford a chicken so you got to get a hooker in a hatch back

Waiting for the end to come

And it smells like Monday

Ahh and I don’t even care I want no death bed regrets

So stop ringing that bell 'cause I’m not finished yet

I’m just living on a perfect day

Riding on a perfect wave

Waiting for the end to come

Enjoy your visit no one gets to stay

Never let it slip away

Waiting for the end to come