Lyrics: Fashionably Late

It's 9 o' clock on the dot at the spot and I'm hangin' with her friends again.
Great Taste, Beautiful Place and you're fashionably late.
HEY!!
I don't wanna be that guy, that makes you sad, that makes you cry again.
Without a doubt sorry about making out with your friends....... GO!!

Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na

I love the way that this began. Started off right, so innocent.
I'm letting you know, I'm letting you go, I want your best friend.
I'm giving it up and asking why you seem so shocked and so surprised.
I'm sorry it hurts, I'm surely a jerk, I understand why you're mad.

Don't talk that crap when you call me back as a matter of fact don't act like that.
Everybody knows you're right, everybody knows I'm wrong (wrong).

It's 9 o' clock on the dot at the spot and I'm hangin' with her friends again.
Great Taste, Beautiful Place and you're fashionably late.
I don't wanna be that guy, that makes you sad, that makes you cry again.
Without a doubt sorry about making out with your friends (muah)!

Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na

It's got nothing to do with how you look,
Just another excuse to write a hook.
I'm letting you know, she liked my post up on my Facebook.
And after all you're not my type, but all your friends are pretty nice.
You know what I mean, stop making a scene and take some words of advice.

Don't talk that crap when you call me back as a matter of fact don't act like that.
Everybody knows you're right, everybody knows I'm wrong (right?).

It's 9 o' clock on the dot at the spot and I'm hangin' with her friends again.
Great Taste, Beautiful Place and you're fashionably late (hey)!
I don't wanna be that guy, that makes you sad, that makes you cry again.
Without a doubt sorry about making out with your friends.

And I have got the topic conversation now and I know I'm running out of time (yeah).
It's not an honest demonstration now, you're not the only one, not the only one.

Don't talk that crap when you call me back as a matter of fact don't act like that.
Everybody knows you're right, everybody sing along.

I don't wanna be that guy, that makes you sad, that makes you cry again.
Without a doubt sorry about fucking all your friends (what?)

It's 9 o' clock on the dot at the spot and I'm hangin' with her friends again.
Great Taste, Beautiful Place and you're fashionably late (hey)!
I don't wanna be that guy, that makes you sad, that makes you cry again.
Without a doubt sorry about making out with your friends.

Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na

Making out with your friends

Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na

Making out with your friends

Without a doubt sorry about having sex with all your friends ha ha ha