[Intro]
D    D    Bm    G   
 
 
[Verse 1]
    D
I'm always a drink away from a good day
 D
Put on some Jodeci, getting loose, aye
   Bm
I pummel the coochie, I'm Bobby Boucher
        G
Maybe that's why they put up with all my bullshit
       D
And I bought a new Bentley without a roof, aye
   D
In L.A. they tell me my truck is stupid
       Bm
Doing cul-de-sac donuts, man, I'm a nuisance
   G
I love my Prince with the Revolutions
 
 
[Pre-Choru]
         A                                  G
Getting hammered all alone, but don't feel bad for me
         A                                 Em
And my chauffeur drinks Patron, so call a cab for me
          Gm
And I'll leave
 
 
[Chorus]
 D               A
Fuck me up, it's only a body
 Bm          G
Yeah, yeah, yeah
    D                   A
If God exists, it shouldn't be a problem
 Bm          G
Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Bm     G
Socia--lite
 
 
[Instrumental]
D    D    Bm    G   
 
 
[Verse 2]
D
I'm feeling naughty up on a Sunday
 D
Fuck in the backseat of a Hyundai
     Bm
I'm calling her Shrek 'cause she got a donkey
       G
It's crazy how well we get along
              D
My new best friend, I just met
               D
Now it's "Fuck everybody else"
           Bm
I know someone for six weekends
           G
And never talk to them again
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 A                                   G
Call it what you want, it's such a tragedy
   A                               Em
I pulled a shorter straw, another casualty
         Gm
Guess I leave
 
 
[Chorus]
 D               A
Fuck me up, it's only a body
 Bm          G
Yeah, yeah, yeah
    D                   A
If God exists, it shouldn't be a problem
 Bm          G
Yeah, yeah, yeah
 D                 A
Fuck me up, it's my birthday party
 Bm          G
Yeah, yeah, yeah
    D                  A
So tell me something we got in common
 Bm          G
Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Bm     G
Socia--lite
 Bm     G      Em
Socia--lite
              Fuck

I'm always a drink away from a good day
Put on some Jodeci, gettin' loose, ayy
I pummel the coochie, I'm Bobby Boucher
Maybe that's why they put up with all my bullshit

And I bought a new Bentley without a roof, ayy
In L.A. they tell me my truck is stupid
Doin' cul-de-sac donuts, man, I'm a nuisance
I left my Prince with the Revolutions

Get hammered all alone
But don't feel bad for me
And my chauffeur drinks Patrón
So call a cab for me, and I'll leave

Fuck me up, it's only a body (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If God exists, it shouldn't be a problem (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Socialite

I'm feelin' naughty up on a Sunday
Fuck in the backseat of a Hyundai
I'm callin' her Shrek 'cause she got a donkey
It's crazy how well we get along

My new best friend I just met
Now it's, "Fuck everybody else"
You love someone for six weekends
And never talk to them again

Call it what you want
It's such a tragedy
I pulled the shortest straw
Another casualty, guess I'll leave

Fuck me up, it's only a body (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If God exists, it shouldn't be a problem (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck me up, it's my birthday party (yeah, yeah, yeah)
So tell me something we got in common (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Socialite, socialite              
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