Stephen Lynch 3 Balloons Lyrics

Call from my car to say I’ll be there in awhile

Short plane ride and I will get to see your pretty smile

Nothing on the radio I fiddle with the dial

Then I see a sign the airport’s just another mile

I check my bags and think about how much I hate to fly

And as I near security I almost start to cry

Well I hope the law enforcement agents can’t tell from my face

I’ve got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place

I’m sweating and I’m nervous and I need a little air

Cause with 4 balloons of heroin it’s gettin’ crowded up in there

Crowded up in there

Mind is all a jumble and my blood is cold as ice

I dread the thought of having to unload this merchandise

Relax I say it’s not so bad it might feel kind of nice

Besides who hasn’t had a finger up there once or twice

I must remember don’t leave any drugs inside the host

I did that once and a girl who tossed my salad overdosed

Well I say a little prayer Hail Maria full of grace

I’ve got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place

I’m sweating and I’m nervous and I need a little air

And I swear I’m farting lines of blow into my underwear

From my derriere

I was a little eager when I loaded up my stash

5 balloons of ecstasy and 6 balloons of hash

8 balloons of LSD and 9 of sensimilla

A box of Chinese fireworks Guatemalan child

I made it to the gate now and my joy I can’t contain

I board the aircraft take my seat in the cockpit of the plane

As I taxi down the runway I get a smile on my face

I’ve got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place

Flight crew prepare for take off as I lift us into air

And by the way does anyone want to buy Guatemalan child

From my derriere

I’ve got 3 balloons

Mmm I’ve got 3 balloons

Mmm I’ve got 3 balloons