Hungover at the Con
Dima Foxpaws
Thursday, first day
Brushing my fur and I'm thirsty
I could get you off in the worst way
Wise old fox 'cause I'm thirty
I conjure up my newest style
Four roommates that's a cuddle pile
New tricks, yeah I'm versatile
Get my fix 'fore I go senile
I got a crummy little job where I move little boxes
Wanna live in the woods with the birds and the foxes
Get so damn drunk we get off with a warning
The sun's come up it's Friday morning
Awoo
One moment then we're gone
Awoo
Hungover at the con
Saturday, up late
Cosplay girl on a play date
Ask her if she made the breastplate
Does your party need a teammate?
Try to hold my liquor down
Phone is dead and my head is drowned
Feel like I gotta skip town
Yapped bad, getting hit now
I got a crummy little life where I check little boxes
Wanna die in the woods with the wolves and the foxes
Get naked and swim while the con is still snoring
Another sunrise it's Sunday morning
Awoo
One moment then we're gone
Awoo
Hungover at the con
Awoo
One moment then we're gone
Awoo
Hungover at the con
Awoo
Woo-oo-oo