Lyrics Ikea - Urban Cone

Hey I've heard, you been talking to your friends at work
You really need a holiday right now
I can be the one to work it out
But I'm a mess, I still try to give you all my best
The problem is I'm really low on cash
I spent it all on fake Patron and gas
We're gonna break out of this town
I've got a little plan
Road trip to Ikea
We can sleep in the store
Getting drunk on tequila
Making love on the floor
Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Love on a low budget tonight
Road trip to Ikea
I've got what you're looking for
Hey I've heard you've been dreaming of a diamond ring
And one day I'ma give it to you girl
And every other thing beyond this world
You will learn, together we'll be happier
We don't have to travel far away
Jump into my car I know a place
We're gonna break out of this town
I've got a little...
Road trip to Ikea
We can sleep in the store
Getting drunk on tequila
Making love on the floor
Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Love on a low budget tonight
Road trip to Ikea
I've got what you're looking for
(Ooh) Don't need much to celebrate
Just need you
(Ooh) Come with me and runaway
Me and you
Road trip to Ikea
We can sleep in the store
Getting drunk on tequila
Making love on the floor
Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Love on a low budget tonight
Road trip to Ikea
I've got what you're looking for
Road trip to Ikea
I've got what you're looking for