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One night he went out dancing |
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Much too soon the night was done |
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So he asked some people over |
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They could keep on having fun |
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He said it's cool, invite some friends |
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A lot of people soon stopped by |
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The house was filled with strangers |
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He let everyone inside |
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Then things got a little crazy |
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A few more hours quickly passed |
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Slowly people started leaving |
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He was up until the last |
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Standing in his living room |
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He surveyed all the mess |
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He gave up and went to bed |
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Declared his party a success |
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Getting ready the next morning |
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Went to put some product in his hair |
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Reached over to the bathroom shelf |
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But the bedhead wasn't there |
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He looked under the sink |
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Blinked his eyes in disbelief |
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The bedhead was really gone |
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Someone at the party was a thief |
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Bedhead is expensive |
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That was a shitty thing to do |
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Don't drink someone's elses beer |
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And then swipe their belongings too |
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I wrote a song about stealing bikes |
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You know it's not entirely true |
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Theft's a lot less awesome |
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When it's happening to you |
