• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Passport - Gogol Bordello
• Passport - XV
• Pizza Party - Heavy Heavy Low Low
• Booze Party - Elvis Hitler
• Passport - Mikey Bo

I got a passport officer
This time you ain't getting what you want
This time you're doing only what you must
This time you're doing only what you must
Where is your friend now officer
That sharp good-looking lieutenant
Border patrol good-looking lieutenant
That got vacation cause he shot my friend
Where is your friend now officer?
That sharp good-looking lieutenant
His wife got acne and his children cry
His children cry, "Assassin"

[Hook:]
We up in the hotel so it's going down boo
And I gotta bounce to but you want a round 2
So I turn the lights back off and we're right back on
And I forgot I gotta fly back home 'cause now I'm saying
Where I'd put my passport? Where I'd put my passport?
Where I'd put my passport? Where I'd put my passport?
Where I'd put my passport? Where I'd put my passport?
[Verse 1: XV]
You climb on my cockpit, you at the front of my plane
I watch your clothes take off as soon as I open the lane
We in Nirvana, in the sauna, treat me like Kurt Cobain
And I'm in love like Courtney when you blow out my brains
Sex pistol, watch me load up and aim
I watch you cock that thing back and I just hope that it bang
The way I bite, I bet you like, have you growing your fangs
And now I can't get home and you are only to blame
[Hook]
[Verse 2: XV]
My number on that hotel P card, it was Spring B-R-E-A-K
In D.R where we are, I go up, she go down, I go down, she go up
See-saw, reverse cowgirl like yee-haw, gone and take my tee off
Take your tee off and I hit it like I teed off
In your thighs, I give you Chinese eyes then I knock your chi off
You know I gotta be off 'cause my plane leave soon
And now a nigga can't leave the room 'cause...
[Hook x2]
[Outro:]
We up in the hotel so it's going down boo
And I gotta bounce to where you went around to
So I turn the lights back off and we're right back on

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Booze party on a Saturday night
Come back to my place
And get real tight
Told Mom and Dad to get lost
Don't worry, baby, now I'm the boss
Booze party on a Saturday night
Booze party on a Saturday night
Booze party on a Saturday night
Booze party on a Saturday night
Come back to my place
And go hog wild
We'll get a keg
And have a drink or two
Then go to my room
So we can screw
Booze party on a Saturday night
Booze party on a Saturday night

Passport Lyrics
HOOK
Hey Hey, now you know
anywhere we want to go
we can fly high
thats why i might
have to land in
Tokyo
well maybe italy
far away from my city
so many places to be
thats why my passports with me
Verse 1
let's all go
over sea's international
to a place that i don't know
but what i know is
is the place to go
so you know
the grass is
is more green
than my green
at their house
that's why i had to get a house
in a city that I can't pro pronounce
but i don't wanna bounce
and, i don't wanna leave leave
i just wanna be by the sea
underneath a couple palm tree's tree's
i just wanna get it poppin
in a place where english ins't an option
caution, before you pass port, better have your
passport
come one
Verse 2
I was like damn,
italy is the shit shit
this, might be the sexiest place
that my passport's ever went went
then i went to rome
where i got my ceaser on
then i grabbed some italian dressing
and got my ceaser on on
WHAT!
that i boughta, ferrari to take me to sparta
where i went for the kicks
and ended up leaving with 300 chicks
shit shit
now they call me mario
cause i know how to lay that pipe
so if you wanna do me right
ya passport better be nice
Verse 3
i see london
i see france
than i saw some underpants
when i was there
i couldn't tell you how many
french briziarre's, aire's
i made disappear
like poof
then ew la la
you know a little bit of that
a little more of this
and a lot of french kiss
shit shit
then i said in french, dip
don't be a chip
on my shoulder than i told her
i got places to be
i said did ya like the wee wee
she said wee wee
mikey mikey
now we got to go