Midnight Brown
Midnight Brown - Baristacratic lyrics
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Barista... Well she's pierced up But she works for tips She got the carpal tunnel From the extra whip Baristacratic Baristacratic She knows the hours of the store With the vintage clothes But she can't remember How your order goes Baristacratic Baristacratic Can barely make a mocha But she knows her lattes She's on the phone with her man All damn day Baristacratic Baristacratic If your shift (?) her's Then you just can't win She's showin' up late and Hungover again Baristacratic Baristacratic She says she's gonna move Can't take it anymore And the Academy of Art Didn't like her test scores And on top of all that She had a fight with her Mom And she really needs to hear That one Outkast song So I dropped out of pottery class. The teacher was a total. BITCH. I mean I don't even know why I bothered. It's- excuse me, what did you order again? She claims she was the life Of the party last night But it seems she don't remember The tears or the fight Baristacratic Baristacratic She rides a bike to work Like the rest of them Since she burned up the clutch In her Dad's BM Baristacratic Baristacratic She party all night and she Sleep all day Says movin' to Europe is the Only way Baristacratic Baristacratic All the men in her life get played like chumps 'cause she cheats on her boyfriend Every six months Baristacratic Baristacratic She hates your hair She hates your clothes She hates your shoes She's indisposed How dare you try To buy a drink She's off on break Smokes the cloves that stink Isn't it the cutest tattoo you've ever seen? I know. I especially like the way he drew the eyepatch. I have the toughest dolphin. No, we don't have scones. All this pressure Her mind's adrift I'd like to see you try to work a four hour shift Baristacratic Baristacratic She laughs at the thought of Sunday night She's in The Mission on Tuesdays to party right Baristacratic Baristacratic Claims to be a non-conformist So anything goes She's got a ring on her lip And more on her toes Baristacratic Baristacratic She'd pour your cup of coffee But she had to take a call School starts in three weeks So she doesn't care at all Baristacratic Baristacratic So I'm not talking to David EVER again. I can't believe he told Cheyna that we hooked up. It's like, I they're married and all, but it's really none of her business. It's like, gimme a break. My life is so hard...