3 Balloons Lyrics - 3 Balloons - Stephen Lynch

I call you from the car to say ill be there in a while 

A short plane ride and i will get to see your pretty smile 

Theres nothing on the radio- I fiddle with the dial 

Then i see a sign- the airports 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 that law enforcement agents cant tell from my face 

Ive got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place 

Im sweating and im nervous and i need a little air 

cause with 4 balloons of heroin its getting crowded up in there 

crowded up in there 

My 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, its not so bad- it might feel kinda nice 

Besides, who hasnt had a finger up there ince or twice? 

I must remember dont 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 

Ive got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place 

Im sweating and im nervous and i need a little air 

And i swear im 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, 6 balloons of hash 

8 balloons of L.S.D, 9 of sensi mild 

A box of chinese fireworks- a Guatemalan Child 

Ive made it to the gate now and my joy i cant 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 

Ive got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place 

Flight crew prepare for takeoff as i lift us into air 

And by the way, does anyone want to buy a Guatemalan child? 

From my derriere