Lirieke: Reverend Horton Heat. Couch Surfin'.

I'm looking around
For a place to crash
Something simple that
Hasn't already been trashed

If you let me stay here
I'll mow your lawn
Since I don't have a job
I can party 'til dawn

Quietly here I'll sleep
I won't even make a peep
You won't even know I'm here
Hey, do you got a beer?

Couch surfin'
Couch surfin'
Woo, surfin'
Couch surfin'

It's okay, 'cause
I like the couch
I broke your vase
And I cut myself, ouch

What do you mean
I gotta leave today?
Well once again, friends
I'm on my way

Slumbering here, I dream
Stayed up for years it seems
As soon as i get a job
I won't live like such a slob

Couch surfin'
Couch surfin'
Couch surfin'
I'm couch surfin'

Yeah, surf

I stubbed my toe
On the kitchen sink
I was just gonna go
Get me somethin' to drink

My cigarette flew
And it couldn't be found
Lucky I didn't burn
Your whole house down

Quietly here I'll sleep
I won't even make a peep
You won't even know I'm here
Just letting you know that we're out of beer

Couch surfin'
Couch surfin'
Woo, surfin'
I'm couch surfin'

Yeah

Couch surfin'
Surfin'
I'm couch surfin'

Can I crash here for a few days?
I'll mow your lawn if you've got a riding lawn mower
I'm gonna grab me another beer, okay?
Thanks a lot, man, I'll pay you back as soon as I get a job

Couch surfin'
Couch surfin'