I drive a car that doesn't work
I shop at Target for my shirts
And when I pay my rent it hurts
But I got invited to this thing so
I think tonight I'm going out
I'm getting off my shitty couch
Ready to fuck my bank account
And I'm not myself

But at least I look cool
At some house in Malibu
Taking pictures by the pool
Doing things I never do
But at least I look cool

Oh God, I think I might throw up
Don't even know what's in my cup
And I'll admit, this kinda sucks
But before I leave, I know I gotta
Find somewhere dope that I can pose (ah-ah)
Adjust my hair, adjust my clothes (ah-ah)
So I can get that fire post
And it's all for show

But at least I look cool
At some house in Malibu
Taking pictures by the pool
Doing things I never do
But at least I look cool
At some house I can't afford
Blacked out on the tennis court
Honestly, I'm kinda bored
But at least I look cool

I just lied about my age
Nobody even knows my name
Got an UberPool on the way (shh)

But at least I look cool
At some house in Malibu
Taking pictures by the pool
Doing things I never do
But at least I look cool
At some house I can't afford
Blacked out on the tennis court
Honestly, I'm kinda bored
But at least I look cool

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Writer(s): Alexandra Yatchenko, Henry Allen