Lyrics

Popped a little Xanax, I'm praying that the plane doesn't pitch and roll
We are following a flight path that will lead us to the center of the Super Bowl

I'm going to Frisco, Frisco
Cali-For-Niay
I'm going to Frisco

Nigel's in coach, and I'm filled with glee
Cuz we are going to Frisco

My traveling companion is Kelliher
He is my producer on PTI
I cannot overdose or Kev will have to host
In Frisco, Frisco