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Some of us are sick and tired of our small town And some of us wish the PTA would calm down And all of us need more than a wind down and a clock out I know I could use an alter-ego, ego boost right now What do you say, let's get away, have us a holiday? All the champagne, none of the shame We can blame it on our Fake names, I'm Hurricane Hayley She's from Alabama and she's batshit crazy Mary Jane, she's a pilot in the Navy And blacked-out Brittney might puke on your Luccheses The hell that we're raisin', hearts that we're breakin' Hеy, it ain't a real mistake 'cause wе can blame it on our Fake names Fake names Pedialyte, poppin' bottles in the mornin' Elvira went home with the doorman And where am I, why is this guy callin' me Rhoda? And how the hell did we end up in North Dakota? Oh-um Fake names, I'm Hurricane Hayley She's from Alabama and she's batshit crazy Letras de cancionesMary Jane, she's a pilot in the Navy And blacked-out Brittney might puke on your Luccheses The hell that we're raisin', hearts that we're breakin' Hey, it ain't a real mistake 'cause we can blame it on our Fake names Fake names Hey, Tawanda, don't you got a brain surgery or something you gotta go to? I think you're late Ta-what? Oh We can blame it on our Fake names, I'm Hurricane Hayley She's from Alabama and she's batshit crazy Mary Jane, she's a pilot in the Navy And blacked-out Brittney might puke on your Luccheses The hell that we're raisin', hearts that we're breakin' Hey, it ain't a real mistake 'cause we can blame it on our Fake names Fake names From Letras Mania