Fake I.d. Lyrics - Joyce Manor

Tell me what more could she want to be 

A super hot friend with a fake I.D 

She takes off her clothes and hands them to me 

And what she did next I could not believe 

Don't be fooled 

The first two hours ruled 

But then she seduced 

Herself out of her room 

Singing, "What do you think about Kanye West?" 

"I think that he's great, I think he's the best" 

"Yeah, I think he's better than John Steinbeck 

I think he's better than Phil Hartman" 

"Don't you agree?" 

"Can't you see you're just like me" 

But, man, you've got taste 

The rest of us can only dream of, baby 

Tell me what more could you want to see 

Try to calm down or leave it to me 

Freight elevator, now we're really rocking 

Breaking my heart, going window shopping 

Don't be shy 

Cause my friend Brad did die 

And I feel sad 

I miss him, he was rad