I want pizza and some fries
I want vodka and a lot of ice
I want my friends and party hard all night
I wanna ride through the city and be blinded by the lights
I want music really loud, baby, set the volume high
I wanna dance in a big crowd and throw my hands up in the sky
I want the flash to go out and then be shining really bright
And one more thing I dream about - I want my ex to die, right
If you're not fun then dial 911
Go on the run and run to prison, baby
If you're not fun then dial 911
Go on the run and run to prison, baby
(God, where's her number)
Hey, bestie, it's me again
Got some juicy news, let's just pretend
My neighbor's cat got stuck in a tree
Okay, girl, that ain't the real tea (ugh)
You won't believe the drama tonight
Caught my ex with a new date in plain sight
But anyways, they're just a nub
Let's grab a drink and hit the club, yeah
If you're not fun then dial 911
Go on the run and run to prison, baby
If you're not fun then dial 911
Go on the run and run to prison, baby
Them gazing at me
'Cause I look yummy and slay
Them talking 'bout me
But I like it that way
(You're gorgeous, how many letters in it?)
Math ain't my thing, wait for a bit
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Oh, I get it, babe, that's right, I ate
If you're not fun then dial 911
Go on the run and run to prison, baby
If you're not fun then dial 911
Go on the run and run to prison, baby
If you're not fun then dial 911
Go on the run and run to prison, baby
If you're not fun then dial 911
Go on the run and run to prison, baby
(Mwah)