[Verse 1]
She was late to the party
Couldn’t find a thing to wear
She looks just like Emma Stone
Posing for Playboy as she reads Voltaire
One more pretty girl crying the tears of her child
Now her boyfriend tries to con some guys he met on Deuces Wild
And they say hey you

[Verse 2]
So he jumps out the window
Throws all the money in the back of his jack
And they chase him through the town
He’s gonna be their new punching bag
But he lost it in Jersey with this girl back home
Says I got a little money pack your bags we’re going to Rome
I been up all night but I’ll sleep on the plane

It’s gonna be a brand new life for us
You wear your white fake fur in the Vatican [?]

Now I told them I don’t take requests
I got to get my beauty rest

[Chorus]
So I’ll sleep on the plane
Yeah I’ll sleep on the plane
Guess I’ll sleep on the plane
I’ll sleep on the plane
I’ll sleep on the plane
Yeah I’ll sleep on the plane
Sleep on the plane