01x06 - The Wheels on the Bussy

[bunniefuu]

♪ Hump me, f*ck me ♪

♪ Daddy, better make me choke ♪

♪ You better ♪
♪ Hump me, f*ck me ♪

♪ My tunnel loves to deep throat ♪

♪ It do ♪
♪ Lick, lick, lick, lick ♪

♪ I lick it ♪
♪ I wanna eat your d*ck ♪

♪ I do ♪
♪ But I can't f*ck up my nails ♪

♪ I can't ♪
♪ So I'mma pick it up with chopsticks ♪

♪ Mouth wide open, mouth wide open ♪

[Music distorts] ♪ Mouth wide
open like I was at the dentist ♪

NATHAN: So, does anybody think
maybe we should involve

any kind of adult?

Most adults I can think of would
actually just make this worse.

I think we just have to pull
a Greta Thunberg and step up.

ARIANNA: Oh, my God.
Greta Thunberg is so funny.

Just like how she says
everything really deadpan.

Isn't that because she's autistic?

Oh.

[Baby gurgling]

Thanks for letting us come.

- It's really nice of you to be so nice.
- Yeah, no, of course.

You ready?

[Cellphone swishes]

♪♪

SELA: But why San Francisco?

And to spend money on a hotel
where it's freezing.

GRETA: It's not freezing.

It's for a field trip for a club I'm in.

- What club?
- [Snaps fingers]

Hello? What club?

- Film club.
- Film club?

That's a new one.
I mean, is there anything else

I should know about my daughter
before I come home?

Ay, cabrona, ¿no le dijiste?

You're gonna be a grandmother.

Oh, my God. Stop.

She's kidding. Stop.

If you do that to me again...

[Laughter]

Oh, look at that ugly thing.

Calm down. It's just a hat.

Hey, mira, maybe your rich friends

at film club talk
to their mothers that way,

but you're not gonna talk
to me that way, okay?

Not everyone gets to go to a good school

and to go to special field trips.

You could be cleaning houses

or doing all kinds of work
that you would hate.

Sorry, Mami.

I'm sorry too, mija.

I just miss you.

And I want you to know that I love you.

I love you, too, and I miss you, too.

And that's a boys' hat.

So tell your tia
that clothes is one area

that I expect
a little bit more from her.

I can't fix all your damage.

- What do you expect?
- When I get home...

and the lawyer says it'll be soon...

there's gonna be some real changes.

Like, big changes, okay?

Mamita, I got to go, okay?

I love you.

♪ Oh, oh ♪

MEGAN: No. No, no, no. No, stop
sign, stop sign, stop sign!

- I know.
- Cripes.

You have got to stop doing that.

- Doing what?
- Stopping like that.

How am I stopping?

Like you're not going to.

- Except I did.
- You did, yes, at the end.

- You are so stressful.
- It is so soft. I die.

NATHAN: I use Sleek & Shine leave-in.

My hand is orgasming.

All right, c-can you maybe
not right now while I'm driving?

- MEGAN: Naomi, focus.
- Yeah, rude.

- Do you hear your son in the back?
- How is it you two

can be so sweet to
each other one minute,

and then a split second later,

- you're biting each other's heads off?
- You're changing the subject

because you obviously do hear him.

You just don't care
'cause it's with a girl.

- I am tired of this.
- Mom, can she focus on driving,

- so we don't die.
- Shut the bleeping f*ck...

- MEGAN: Naomi!
- Oh!

Get out. I'm driving.

- Naomi.
- What?

Be careful this weekend,
and look out for your brother.

Why is that my responsibility?

Because you are a very
responsible person,

and I trust you.

Excuse me.

Should I rethink my decision
to let you go

on this trip with your friends?

As far as I can tell,

you barely even attend
meetings for this group.

Fine, let him go with all the gay kids.

I hope they make him really gay

and that he comes home
with a pierced ear.

It's my understanding that
there will be plenty

of heterosexual children there.

That is what I was told.
Was I misinformed?

Honey, look, I know it's hard.

And I do, I appreciate that, you know,

you might be feeling left out right now

because your brother's
dating your best friend.

- They're not dating.
- Yes, they are.

- They're definitely dating.
- Not really. No.

- Yes, they definitely are.
- Not really.

- They definitely are.
- They're not dating.

Look, I see what's going on, okay?

I hear the sexy talk,

which I'm not crazy about, okay?

Obviously.

But I'm looking on the
Mr. Brightside of it, you know?

I think maybe Nathan's finally
figured out what he wants.

So just watch out for him.

So you want him to hook up with Arianna

so you can think that
he's not the gay part of bi.

You just don't want him
to hook up too much.

I mean, you know, uh,

those aren't the exact words
I would've chosen.

It is literally so unfair.

You wanting them to hook up
when you know you'd chew me

for the same exact thing,
it is so hypocritical.

- It is not hypocritical.
- How?

Because I don't need
to explain it, okay?

God is my judge here.

I wish you could hear yourself
right now.

- You'd hate it. Can I go now?
- You know what?

I do hear myself... all the time.

And you know what else? I do hate it.

And guess what else.

There's another thing.

I'm the parent!

♪♪

Look at her.

Your girlfriend looks like
she's Pocahontas modeling

for Teen Vogue.

I bet this whole trip is so you
can get in her pants, huh?

She's not my girlfriend.

As of and since when, bitch?

No, no, no, do not let
your mother get in your head.

How? Just, like, how?

She's gonna come back,
and it's gonna suck.

It just is.

Even today, even when she's not here

she has to control everything.

How am I supposed to live
my life when she comes back?

Why would I even go down this road

when it literally just can't happen?

Okay, chula, I'm getting
very impatient with you.

If you want to go out there
and be unhappy

because you're scared
of getting what you want,

be my guest.

Share these.

Okay?

I love you. Now, get out.

I need to get Angel's truck back to him.

Have fun on your boring field trip.

If you end up at Twin Peaks Tavern

and meet a bouncer named Ken,

tell him he can suck my clit.

Aww, I wanted to say hi to Ana.

Sorry.

Are you okay?

You seem kind of somber.

Mm, family sh*t.

Oh.

- Is everything...
- I don't...

I don't really want to get into it.

Sorry.

Okay.

Be discreet.

Vanessa-Lynn Dolorian?

That sounds so fake.

Kelsey Johnston?

Kelsey?

Not even, like, Lopez or something?

Babies, come here.

Come here, come here.
Get on, get on, get on.

Okay, after bed check,

we are individually meeting at BART

by the hotel,
then heading to the Mission.

There are a bunch of bars down there

that my cousin says are super cool,

so we'll have our
"Girls Gone Wild" moment,

and then hopefully
not get mugged and m*rder*d,

and be back by : . Boom.

And, J, you are our Jesus
for getting these.

MRS. CULPEPPER:
Tigers, everybody, gather.

Let's focus up. Come on.

All right. There you go.

Don't leave anything behind.

San Francisco.

Here we come, huh?

All right, claws up.

Look at him. He just drops everything.

I love it. All right, big day, folks.

We are taking this bus to San Fran

to see our very special
screening of "Paris Is Burning"

and a Q&A with
Jennie Livingston herself.

Now, we're gonna stop for lunch,
and after that we might even

get to visit a place
next door called Ostrichville.

SAM: Guys, it is a huge
privilege to be doing this.

Okay, if we want to do it every year,

we need to be adults today,

meaning no homicides, no
robberies, no armed batteries.

- What about arson?
- Arson is okay.

You can do a little bit
of arson, as a treat.

So, uh, no crimes except arson.

Um, listen to each other.

Listen to Mrs. C and me

and, basically,
don't be f*cking assholes. Okay?

We promise not to be f*cking assholes.

Oh, and no sneaking out.

Nothing that's gonna get you hurt or me

in trouble with your parents.

So what should we name the bus?

Miss Bus.

Ooh, she's a lady.

Oh, my God. Wait, wait.

The bussy.

Everyone, get inside this bussy.

Wow, of us in bussy.

- That's a wide open bussy.
- You're insane.

- I hope this bussy doesn't stink.
- What's a bussy?

- And we're done with this.
- I've never heard that expression.

Okay, let's go.

- Seniority.
- Juniority.

Juniority gets back seats.

- Freshmen up front.
- Come on, let's go.

SAM: Let's make this easy on us.

Be cool.

[Laughter]

Sit with us. We need a bodyguard

against my literal evil twin.

Okay.

MRS. CULPEPPER: Stuff your stuff
way back in there,

way back in the bussy.

See, I told you it'd fit.

All right, looks like we are
all inside the bussy.

Let's go.

♪ Girl ♪

♪ If they don't know your worth ♪

♪ Tell 'em you're my girl ♪

♪ And anything you want is yours ♪

♪ Mm, yo ♪

♪ Passion burning ♪

♪ Causing rapture of laughter ♪

♪ Pressure building ♪

Hey, Kelsey.

Don't remind me.

Bitch, don't even. Look at this.

Matt Schwartz.

Are you f*cking kidding me?

But it's also like, when life
gives you a white name,

you sneak out,
and you go to the f*cking club.

And you're gonna be grinding with Riley.

And I'm literally wet,

thinking about you guys
sharing a bed after.

I mean, no pressure or anything.

No, just, like,
if you don't get p*ssy tonight,

you deserve eternal shame.

[Chuckles]

You okay?

'Cause, like, at least you got

a lover you can bone if you wanted.

Wait.

Are you into someone?

- Always.
- Who?

Just this guy from Grindr
who's older and bad for me.

How much older?

.

So, like, statutory vibes or whatever.

But it's just unfair 'cause,
like, I'm fine, you know?

I can handle my sh*t.

Like, it makes no sense
that it's r*pe now...

sorry... but in a year it's fine.

Whatever.

I'm gonna find a new man
at the club tonight

and the pheromones will be off the chain

and he's gonna be obsessed with me,

and I'm gonna forget about this.

Ew, listen to me.

I'm not judging.

Oh, you would be if I told you
the whole story.

Well, now you have to tell me.

No, I can't, I can't, I can't.

Anyways, I deleted the app.

Sorry, molesters.

Chester the molester.

Stop.

I dare you to keep calling me that.

ARIANNA: f*ck me up.

Have you pet his hair before?

Try it. You'll cum.

No, thank you.

Is September th a Virgo?

LUZ: What's your sign for real?

- Um, Libra.
- Nice.

Wait, do we have to know our signs?

Yes, we do have to know our signs.

My friends got asked this
question, and they did not know.

They just froze,
and they were like, "Bye.

We're gonna call the cops,
and we're gonna take your sh*t."

- f*ck. Okay, I'm Scott...
- Yeah.

- ...something from somewhere.
- Oh, God.

- Stop it.
- I'm Melanie Swanson.

You are going to get us so narc'd.

Also, you look the youngest,
so if we get carded,

that's already on you.

Wait, isn't Delilah
also Melanie Swanson?

Are you f*cking kidding me?

- Oh, my God.
- I do not look the youngest.

- Yes, you do.
- Oh, baby, no.

With this skin?

Be happy.

Is that the lady that whispers
in German and cuts up sand?

@elisa-underscore-crinkles?

- Do you follow her?
- I'm obsessed.

Have you seen the ones where
they scoop the purple sand?

What? No, show me.

Ah. God, I wish they'd stop soon.

I have to pee so bad.

Oh, why is this so satisfying?

I know. I legit thought
I was the only person

who liked this stuff.

Besides, like, the million viewers.

Rude.

What the hell?

- [Laughter]
- Was that you guys?

I was like, "What the hell?"

[Laughter]

You guys want some?

- Unh-unh.
- Ew.

♪ Hit that pose, take that flick ♪

- ♪ Check your angle, post that sh*t ♪
- Oh, my God. This f*cking song!

Just bury me right now!

♪ Hit that pose, take that flick ♪

♪ Check your angle, post that sh*t ♪

♪ Hit that pose, take that flick ♪

♪ Check your angle, post that sh*t ♪

♪ My bitch will get on the ground ♪

♪ Just to make sure the light is found ♪

♪ The way she make them angles hit ♪

♪ She like Bill Cunningham
with that sh*t ♪

♪ I mean that sh*t ♪

♪ Richard Avedon,
to make me look like a don ♪

♪ I got so many pieces,
bitch, why not? ♪

♪ Have me a photo sh**t
right on the block ♪

♪ I put two lanes on gridlock ♪

♪ So I could sit in a fierce squat ♪

♪ Spent big money on a wristwatch ♪

♪ I like to own tip-top ♪

♪ Catch me in McAir, click ♪

♪ The only make two pairs, click ♪

♪ Get into this hair, click ♪

♪ I'm Herb Ritts with the sh*t ♪

♪ Go on, Diddy, crop that bitch ♪

♪ Annie Leibovitz ♪

♪ Go on, Diddy, crop that bitch ♪

♪ I'm Herb Ritts with the sh*t ♪

♪ Go on, Diddy, crop that bitch ♪

- TOGETHER: ♪ All through the town ♪
- ♪ Annie Leibovitz ♪

TOGETHER: ♪ The skanks on the
bussy go pound, pound, pound ♪

♪ Pound, pound, pound ♪

♪ Pound, pound, pound ♪

♪ The skanks on the bussy
go pound, pound, pound ♪

♪ All through the town ♪

♪ Go pound, pound, pound ♪

♪ All through the town ♪

Chiquita, hey, want to try some fruit?

Why do you hate delicious fruit?

Did a strawberry k*ll your father?

[Laughs]

Sonrisa bonita.

No me gusta, pero gracias.

Oh, ¿eres Méxicana?

Pienso que eres Francesa o Cubana.

¿Cubana?

- Chicana to the core, fool.
- [Both laugh]

Lo siento mucho. Perdoname.

- ¿De dónde eres?
- Yo soy de aquí.

Pero mi mamá es de Guadalajara.

Yo también. Hace cuatro años
en la universidad.

Estudiando como vender fruta.

[Laughs]

Vuelve después de comer, y te daré

el precio especial para tapatíos.

Yo, MAGA alert.

I repeat, MAGA alert.

Shutting down all q*eer activity.

So this is the day I get m*rder*d.

Of everyone here, you're the one
who's gonna say that?

I hope you're right, though.

Go tell that guy you're bi.

Why don't you go tell him
you're a virgin?

♪♪

[Indistinct conversations]

♪♪

[Camera shutter clicking]

♪♪

Can I help you with something?

You guys photographers?

Fashion bloggers?

'Cause I can't think of any other
appropriate reason for you

to take pictures of my kids right now.

Okay, here we go.

That's it. Plenty of room.

Uh-oh.

I have a feeling I'm about
to be a bad girl.

It all looks too good. I'm doing it.

Just don't tell Mrs. Culpepper.

Is she married?
Or is this a third-person thing?

Married.

But if you're bad, I will tell on you.

NATHAN: I would not.

Oh, please. You would...

You would absolutely f*ck your clone.

Not only that, actually,
you would film it

and then jerk off to it later.

Okay, you're totally right.
I would f*ck my clone.

At first, I thought I would, too,

but I think if my p*ssy tastes weird

- I'd rather not know.
- Wait, how about this one?

Would you rather have sex
with your boyfriend

in your dad's body

or have sex with your dad
in your boyfriend's body?

- I love the Internet.
- Oh, God.

I guess maybe Dad in boyfriend's body.

'Cause, like, if it looked
like my boyfriend,

I could just tell myself
that it's him, and, like,

I don't know, f*ck him
real quick, you know?

What if he moves like your father?

What if he smells like your father?

You came to that conclusion
way too easily.

- What about you?
- It's different for me.

- Which dad?
- Does it matter?

Is there one you'd rather have sex with?

Well, bitch, would you rather bottom

for your dad or eat your mom's coochie?

- Ugh, stop. I'm gonna gag.
- Yeah, on your dad's d*ck.

- No, that's not what I'm saying.
- We're not saying you're not people.

I'm not saying freshmen aren't people.

I'm just saying, like,
when I was a freshman,

I was so f*cking naive.

- Oh, so naive.
- Like, I'm surprised an upperclassmen

didn't straight-up m*rder me.

- They should've just ended my life.
- Same.

If I had advice for you,

it would probably be to respect
your elders, basically.

Like, the juniors. Just, like, give them

your place in line,
don't be in their way,

or, like, if you get nachos at nutrition

and a senior wants them,
just give them your nachos.

Or buy them nachos.

Which is not hazing, by the way.

It's more of a circle-of-life thing.

You're only sophomores, right?

I don't get what you're saying.

What? Were you ever a stoner?

Mnh-mnh. You know you can't ask me that.

That's a yes.

Okay, so, fine,
what can we ask you then?

If it's boring, you can ask it.

- If it's boring.
- Okay.

[Clears throat] When did you know

you wanted to be a guidance counselor?

- But for real, when did you?
- Uh, for real, for real?

You think you can just
waltz all up in here

like Little Miss Social Worker
and give us nothing?

The nerve of you.

I mean, you be extracting
vulnerable stories from us

like you Mariah with the prosthetic nose

and we all Gabourey Sidibe.

This is all based on a novel
"Push" by Sapphire,

which, for some reason,
is included in the title.

It's already a long title.

Why did they need to include
that part, too?

[Laughter]

You cr*ck me up.

I'll be here all day.

- Ah. Regresaste.
- [Laughs]

¿Ya me perdonaste, chiquita?

[Speaking Spanish]

[Laughs]

Quería ver si ustedes quieren agua.

Hace mucho calor.

No necesitamos agua.

[Chuckles]

También tengo pan dulce.

¿No te vas a comer esto?

[Chuckles]

Me llamo Greta.

Arturo. Mucho gusto.

[Speaks Spanish]

Voy a un paseo
con el grupo de mi escuela.

Ah, qué fancy.

- Field trip.
- [Chuckles]

Eres como mi mamá.

Qué bueno, ¿no?

Hey! iQuieren pan dulce!

Gracias, señora.

[Laughs]

♪ I wonder what
the future holds for me ♪

♪ I wonder if you'll always love me ♪

[Camera shutter clicks]

MRS. CULPEPPER: Whereas, in Holland,

- [Cellphone chimes]
- monks made crude ale.

Okay, if that doesn't tell you
about the US versus Europe,

I don't know what does, because
that's the way you do it.

We have a great life here.

♪ I wonder what
the future holds for me ♪

♪♪

♪ You said you would always be true ♪

♪ And that you would
never make me blue ♪

♪ Now you tell me lies ♪

♪ So many alibis ♪

[Beep, click]

RILEY: This is p*rn.

Why can't these really be my ass?

Can I get a close-up of you
with one of these shirts?

Yes, yes.

Mm.

Aww.

Ew, I look like I'm .

Can I please keep it? Just for me?

I promise I won't show it.

Sorry I was weird this morning.

Oh, no, th-that's fine. It's okay.

It's just my mom.

Like, just everything
that's going on right now.

I kind of get it.

[Ostriches chirping]

MRS. CULPEPPER: Aren't they beautiful?

Not only are these birds
the world's fastest animal

on two legs, they're the only
birds that have a bladder.

Other birds don't have bladders?

No, they have cloacas.

Yeah, it's an all-purpose hole
is what that is.

Goals.

Ooh, grab your neck. Ooh, ooh, ooh.

[Laughs] Strangle.

What are you doing?

[Both laugh]

- Stop.
- Ow, bit my face.

She bring it to you every ball.

Why y'all gagging, though?

Ooh, bitch, what?

Ooh, she really did that.

Ooh, she did that, though.

MRS. CULPEPPER: Hey, ladies
and gentlemen, no horseplay.

COOPER: No. No. Oh, come on.

You messed with the wrong dude.

- Come on, guys.
- Hey.

Oh, come on. All right, all right,
that's enough.

Attention, Tigers!

Claws up.

Aah! Oh, sh*t!

- Oh.
- m*therf*cker!

Okay, okay.

- Is it bleeding?
- Uh, yes.

- Squeeze it, squeeze it. It's all good.
- sh*t. Cocksucker.

♪ Back in the city, I'm just
another girl in a sweater ♪

♪ Been waiting for regret to hit me ♪

♪ Some kind of reckoning ♪

I feel like this trip would've
gone so much faster

if you were sitting
with me the whole time.

Me, too.

I hope they put us
in the same room tonight.

♪ Back in the city, I'm just
another girl in a sweater ♪

♪ Perpetual novice ♪

Do you know that feeling
when a song is, like,

not just speaking to you
but it, like, is you?

Definitely.

Can I play something for you?

♪ Who is the you who I sing to
when the house is empty? ♪

♪ You open the door to another
door, to another door ♪

♪ To another door, to another door ♪

♪ And I'm running through to you ♪

♪ You open the door to another
door, to another door ♪

♪ To another door, to another door ♪

♪ And I'm running through to you ♪

- Wait, who's that?
- ♪ And we're waking up sore and dizzy ♪

No one.

♪ From a -year concussion ♪

♪ And the rainfall makes you miss me ♪

You're good.

Huh?

Didn't realize until two minutes ago

that you completely
got out of telling us

- why you became a counselor.
- [Chuckles]

Mm. Did I?

You did. Yes.

Got to respect the skill,
but people demand answers.

Oh, well, at the risk
of disappointing the people,

I, uh...

I never wanted to be a counselor.

What did you want to be?

An architect.

Only, I... I can't draw... at all...

and, um, all my ideas
were for things like, uh...

like circular houses

or, I don't know, domed garages,
you know, underground cities.

- And what's wrong with that?
- I forget.

But a lot. A lot.

And the whole time I was taking,
um, sociology and volunteering

at a middle school,
and during that time,

I did not want to bang my head
against a wall,

so here I am.

"Condragulations.
You're a winner, baby."

[Medicine bottle opens]

Ugh, oh, ibuprofen time.

You guys want to play
"Never Have I Ever"?

- Yes.
- I guess.

- All right, five fingers.
- Wait, wait, wait.

Can we do the rule
where you have to say "ding"

when you put your finger down
so you can't be sneaky?

Ooh, f*ck yeah.

Oh, that's hot when you say that.

- "f*ck yeah"?
- Yeah.

f*ck yeah.

f*ck yeah.

- Oh, my God.
- I'll go.

Uh, never have I ever said "I love you"

in a romantic context.

Wait, have I ever said it? I must've.

Um, now it's Cooper's turn.

Um, never have I ever...

uh... uh...

I don't know. I can't think of one.

Just think, like,
what have you never done?

Okay, um, never have I ever
tried to suck my own d*ck.

- Ding.
- Checks out.

Do you always have to take it
to a bitchy place?

Chill. I'm just saying

you trying to suck yourself off
checks out.

So, uh, what's on the horizon
for you after La Palma Cypress?

Too many things.

Um, living in London maybe.

Or Milan or Paris.

I-I-I don't know.
I just kinda, like, feel London.

And I kind of think
I might study psychology.

I could see that for you.

Because of all the mind games I play?

Because you're perceptive.

Um, but I can't just, like,
give up being into fashion

so I don't know.

Uh, I might study art
or literature and be, like,

that suburban gay.

But then there's just, like,
a lazy, dark part of me

that just wants to say, "f*ck it all,"

and just, like, be an influencer

'cause I know I could do it
with both eyes closed.

So literary artist, psychologist, uh,

suburban gay influencer... in London.

[British accent] You about
to tell me I can't.

[Laughs] I was about
to praise your vision.

My closeted self was so inside-the-box,

I was designing the blueprints
for the box.

[Normal voice] You sad, sad Millennial.

Put it on my tombstone.

NATHAN: Okay, here's one.

Never have I ever,

oh, gotten period stains
on my pants while rock climbing.

- Seriously?
- Yeah. Anyone? Anybody?

- No?
- Ding. All right, I'll go next.

Never have I ever had
a JoJo Siwa sweatshirt

two years ago when I was .

[Laughter]

Are you gonna say "ding"?

- Ding.
- Never have I ever...

Never have I ever shown my vag*na to

- the mailman when we were kids.
- Why?

- What?
- Never have I ever hooked up

with my sister's childhood best friend

'cause I think with my tiny d*ck
instead of my tiny brain.

Okay, that's kind of mean.

Never have I crashed into a garbage can

'cause I can't f*cking drive
and started sobbing

in the car literally this morning.

Never have I ever gotten cum in my eye.

- What?
- Wait. Wait.

COOPER: Wait, Nathan, so, was it
yours or someone else's?

And by my s, I'mma have a full
London townhouse and all that.

Butler, coat of arms.

How old are you now? ?

Not for much longer, but yeah.

Just 'cause, you know, how kids
want to pretend

they're older,
get away with things, you know?

[Rattling, thudding]

[Tires squealing]

SAM: Is everyone okay? Is anyone hurt?

[Indistinct conversations]

Can you all please check on each other?

♪ I've been looking for someone ♪

♪ And you might be the one ♪

♪ I can't describe the feeling ♪

♪ So I wrote you this song ♪

♪ I've been looking for someone ♪

♪ And you might be the one ♪

♪ I can't describe the feeling,
so I wrote you this song ♪

[Rapping] ♪ Yeah, told you
that I'm fine, I'm all right ♪

♪ You don't have to ask me twice ♪

♪ I've been looking for someone,
I've been looking all my life ♪

♪ Asked a girl in every country,
but no one to be my wife ♪

♪ I been feeling hella hungry ♪

♪ With some food still on my Kn*fe ♪

♪ I say ♪

[Singing] ♪ We could stay at mine ♪

♪ But you would have to leave
before nine ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Don't say you like me ♪

♪ I pray you might be ♪

♪ The one I should stay with
for the rest of my life ♪

♪ Don't say you like me ♪

♪ I pray you might be ♪

♪ The one I should stay with
for the rest of my life ♪

♪ I've been looking for someone ♪

♪ And you might be the one ♪

♪ I can't describe the feeling ♪

♪ So I wrote you this song ♪

♪ I've been looking for someone ♪

♪ And you might be the one ♪

♪ I can't describe the feeling ♪

♪ So I wrote you this song ♪