[Intro]
I'm dialing it now
Paris, salut
Betty Rubble

[Verse 1]
Oh my god I just got back from Europe
Oh, I need one of those sunshine massages
Let me tell you about Vienna
I got into Vienna from Copenhagen after sunset
And was pleasantly surprised at how unamused the Viennese were to
The 6'2'' black American glamazon that is the American rapping sensation
Mykki Blanco

[Verse 2]
Paparazzi were obviously misled by a decoy sent two hours prior
And so I was met solely in an orange cracker jack box of a car
By a really busty German heavy metal chick named Marlene
And this waifish Persian pretty boy named Sammy Nagasaki
I was totally smitten and confused on how
He was Persian with a Japanese last name that... whatever
I was instantly into him
And, you know, those sober (?) kind of guys that are super skinny
With really fem habits, but they're never actually faggots?
I know right
I know right
[Verse 3]
So we start talking then he's totally already doing that thing guys do when they're touching me all over places they usually aren't allowed to touch girls
And it's totally this thing when they have to be subjectively gettin' off on the fact that they're
You know
I'm casually letting them touch the inside of my thighs
And it's nothing and we're talking about the boredoms and hot entourage and as well as the n***s
And... shit
We're late to the Kunsthalle

[Verse 4]
So we start running down to this tiny little street
Clip Clop
Clip Clop
You know the sound of that platform heels on the cobblestone
And it leads into this underground tunnel that's flickering
But the dirty green streetlight crackling on the tile
And I hear the dancing roar bodies from the basement discotheque
I open the door and the rose-colored club room
Is twinkling with the aqua teal lasers cutting octagonal prisms across the dance floor
Sammy says:
Outside, where all those kids are smoking
Used to be littered with junkies
So many junkies, they had to close the subway station
So many junkies, you couldn't move
So many junkies, you have stray cats and sewer rats
And little sparrows who they found od'ed
"It sounds so Christiane F." I said
"Yeah, totally Christiane F." he said
[Chrous]
I got loaded in Vienna
I got loaded in Vienna
Boy, I was a mess
I got loaded in Vienna
I got loaded in Vienna
Deep down in the discotheque

[Chorus]
I got loaded in Vienna
I got loaded in Vienna
Boy, I was a mess
I got loaded in Vienna
I got loaded in Vienna
Deep down in the discotheque

[Outro]
I'm coming back someday, come what may to Vienna
I'm coming back someday, come with me to Vienna
I'm coming back someday, come what may to Vienna
I'm coming back someday, come with me to Vienna