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Wake up in the morning, gonna ski Park City
Grab my tall tee, I'm out the door, my God, I look shitty
Before I leave, wax my skis with a brick of wax
Cuz when I ski 'til the night, I do shit that's whack
I'm talking tees that pass our toes, toes
Tryin' on all our tall clothes
Snow blowing up the bowls, bowls
Cliff dropping, rockin some MP3s
Throwing down some flat threes
Tryin' to get a lil bit steezy
Don't stop, hit that drop, steezus, blow that shit up
Tonight, Art of Flight
Showing is at midnight
Tick tock, smoking rocks
But the party don't stop, no
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
Don't stop, hit that drop, steezus, blow that shit up
Tonight, Art of Flight
Showing is at midnight
Tick tock, smoking rocks
But the party don't stop, no
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money for a ticket, but I'm already here
And now, the chicks are lining up 'cause they hear that we're fresh
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Tom Wallisch
I'm talking about errybody getting crunk, crunk
Chicks tryin' to touch my junk, junk
Gonna fuck her if she's getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now, we ski 'til they kick us out, out
Or ski patrol shuts us down, down
Patrol shut us down, down
Ski-Ski po shut us
Don't stop, hit that drop, steezus, blow that shit up
Tonight, Art of Flight
Showing is at midnight
Tick tock, smoking rocks
But the party don't stop, no
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
Don't stop, hit that drop, steezus, blow that shit up
Tonight, Art of Flight
Showing is at midnight
Tick tock, smoking rocks
But the party don't stop, no
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
Steezus Christ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got it
With my hands up
You stomped that shit
You got that trick
Yeah, you got it
Steezus Christ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got it
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now, the lifts don't start goin' 'til I walk up
Don't stop, hit that drop, steezus, blow that shit up
Tonight, Art of Flight
Showing is at midnight
Tick tock, smoking rocks
But the party don't stop, no
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
Don't stop, hit that drop, steezus, blow that shit up
Tonight, Art of Flight
Showing is at midnight
Tick tock, smoking rocks
But the party don't stop, no
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)
(Snow, snow, snow, snow)