| Time to get away, top down on the run |
| Don’t need my boyfriend, left him home alone |
| Turning off the phone, party on our own |
| Yeahhh! |
| So sick of fighting with my man |
| Like he’s always on the rag |
| All my ladies understand, you know you understand |
| I’m about to lose my mind |
| If he calls me one more time |
| Why don’t you read between the lines, read between the lines |
| Woah, I think I need a minute |
| Woah, do I have to spell it out |
| Woah, I’m looking for the exit |
| Time to get away, top down on the run |
| Don’t need my boyfriend, left him home alone |
| Turning off the phone, party on our own |
| Yeahhh! |
| Time to get away, top down on the loose |
| Me and my girlfriends, high heel stripper shoes |
| Now we’re sippin' juice, bombed and looking cute |
| Yeahhh! |
| Play our favorite party songs |
| And we’ll always sing along |
| Tell me what you want, what you really really want |
| Now he shows up at the club, getting mad just like he does |
| I don’t even give a… I don’t want your love |
| Woah, why don’t you take a minute |
| Woah, do I have to spell it out |
| Woah, I’m looking for the exit |
| Time to get away, top down on the run |
| Don’t need my boyfriend, left him home alone |
| Turning off the phone, party on our own |
| Yeahhh! |
| Time to get away, top down on the loose |
| Me and my girlfriends, high heel stripper shoes |
| Now we’re sippin' juice, bombed and looking cute |
| Yeahhh! |
| All these guys will buy me drinks |
| And he’ll never ever know |
| I might throw up in a sink |
| And he’ll never ever know |
| I can kiss and give a wink |
| And he’ll never ever know |
| No, he’ll never ever know |
| No, he’ll never ever |