lara,

WAKE UP IN THE MORNING FEELING LIKE P DIDDY

GRAB MY GLASSES, IM OUT THE DOOR. IM GONNA HIT THIS CITY.

BEFORE I LEAVE, BRUSH MY TEETHS WHIT A BOTTLE OF JACK

CAUSE WHEN I LEAVE FOR THE NIGHT I AIN´T COMING BACK!

IM TALKING! PEDICURE ON OURS TOES, TRYING ON ALL OUR CLOTHES, BOYS BLOWING UP OUR PHONES, PLAYING OUR FAVORITE CDS, PULLING UP TO THE PARTIES.

TRYING TO GET A LITTLE BIT TIPSY.