Okay Mallorca, Ibiza, Rhodos, the South Bartenders pouring liquor straight into your mouth Pink skin, cheap cologne, Smirnoff Ice Miss Sixty jeans, tipsy teens, shots on fire One foot at a time They stick to the floor You're hooked on the bassline Keep coming for more Mascara down your cheeks Bacardi in your drinks Glow sticks, cocktail mix Bartender tricks Your vision is blurry, it's noisy and loud Start feeling nauseous when you scan over the crowd Northern Europeans, drunk out of their minds Wooing and yelling, so sunburnt they could die Filled with disgust you watch them turn and toss Teens with belly rings, vomit in their lip gloss The after-sun you're smelling though, honey, that's your own You are just like them, ho, tacky to the bone One foot at a time They stick to the floor You're hooked on the bassline Keep coming for more Mascara down your cheeks Bacardi in your drinks Glow sticks, cocktail mix Bartender tricks One foot at a time They stick to the floor You're hooked on the bassline Keep coming for more Mascara down your cheeks Bacardi in your drinks Glow sticks, cocktail mix Bartender tricks Okay Okay Okay