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frenchy & the talent – welcome to schoolies – remix lyrics

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[intro]
hope it’s sunny! who’s got the smirnoff? (lil bloke)

[chorus]
we’re getting cooked by the beach
we’ll party all week
we’re finally free
welcome to schoolies

drinkin’ in the room
another sack of goon
we’re startin’ at noon
welcome to schoolies

[verse 1]
boom, off the plane
yeah, we’ve arrived, and keen to bend all seven nights
we wanna get some drinks and hit the beach
but the hotel rules are k!llin’ our vibes
just chill, alright?
“no guests, no drugs
no droppin’ down to do the slug
don’t steal the plants”
ah yeah, we get it, but it’s schoolies week
and we’re gonna send it

to the pool, got the [?]
hope i get a kiss now, actin’ smooth
walkin’ in my towel and flexin’ too
had my first shot and i’m like “yew!”
can’t believe we got a week of this thinking
“yo, this is it”
then jontho’s up and sarah’s p-ssed, i dib
can’t believe we got a week at this

[chorus]
cooked by the beach
we’ll party all week
we’re finally free
welcome to schoolies

drinkin’ in the room
another sack of goon
we’re startin’ at noon
welcome to schoolies

[verse 2]
wake up dead, or maybe hungover
straight to the beach for the rebirth
i’ll just lay here all day, thank you very much
tell stories of the night, alcohol-inspired
a few fights, few cries, spew by the street light
“red frog crew”, lol
i’m not partyin’ safely
just give me a frog, and a pinger

girls from school were drunker than us
and got so bl–dy hot
oi, fellas, when did that happen?
they lookin’ the baddest
pre-club spew and they still get allowed in

pumpin’ tooheys, mates around me
king’s cup prime, but simmo wants to add pee
last king, it’s mine, ah, d-mn, it’s mine
can’t believe we got six more nights

[chorus]
cooked by the beach
we’ll party all week
we’re finally free
welcome to schoolies

drinkin’ in the room
another sack of goon
we’re startin’ at noon
welcome to schoolies

drinkin’ till the mornin’ light (welcome to schoolies)

[verse 3: lil bloke]
i was at the mansion, pumpin’ bangers on the floor
met a girl named hannah, hannah’s like “oh my god”
little blo, you da fan, grabbed my hand by the fluro wristband, i was like “this is it, man”
then she stops, “wait, you a grown man”
hannah, please, i got id
it’s in my jeep, brand new, no lease
i’m doin’ real good for seventeen

[chorus]
we’re getting cooked by the beach
we’ll party all week
we’re finally free
welcome to schoolies

drinkin’ in the room
another sack of goon
we’re startin’ at noon
welcome to schoolies

(we’re getting) cooked by the beach
we’ll party all week
we’re finally free
welcome to schoolies

drinkin’ in the room
another sack of goon
we’re startin’ at noon
welcome to schoolies

drinkin’ till the mornin’ light (welcome to schoolies)

[outro]
ah, what a week. it was actually a bit overrated, to be honest. i’m definitely not goin’ back on schoolies. (little bloke, baby) okay, maybe next year. toolies are cool, yeah? oi, how’s when zach took acid and thought he was a llama? that was in the morning too…

- frenchy the talent lyrics

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