[Verse 1]
We all have that friend we don't know why we still invite
So abrasive, kinda racist, always wants to fight
Mine's the worst you'll ever have to meet
Charming, clueless, asshole, call him Pete

[Verse 2]
If normal Pete is Jekyll then I guess his Mr. Hyde
Is a dope-ass dude who loves to dance that he tries to keep inside
The sun goes down and we begin to drink
And that's when he turns into Boogie Pete

[Chorus]
Get a drink in, Pete
He's a dance machine
He can go all night
If he's not yet buzzed
Then you'll wish he was
He's the kind of guy-uy
When he shows up the night has just begun
He's always talkin' shit, never sayin' "sorry"
Normal Pete's an asshole
Boogie Pete's a party

[Verse 3]
But when he's sober, he's so selfish, never lookin' out
But Boogie Pete's the wingman we write folk legends about
He's got no time to waste on tryin' to score
Cause when the beat drops, Pete stops cold, and hits the floor