The night is young, time to have some fun, Going to make my Daddy proud, When we sneak into the club, just to get some love, The kind that make you scream out loud, We’ll start it right with some Jagermeist Because tonight I’ve got the cash, To act a fool in the Champagne Room And watch you shake that Ass for me Now, Up and Down, I want to watch those titties bounce, With a cigar in hand and my tall can, put my feet up on the couch Act like I own the place, Not a moment to waste, Put the first round on me Grab a lime and salt, turn on Adult Swim on the TV We’re not High class, we don’t kiss no ass, we just watch the ladies dance With their Double D’s, Right in Front of Me, Making me adjust my pants So I grabbed the girl, just to rock my world, and told her to bring a friend Then we’d get hardcore, and Add two more, and do it all again because… I Say What I Want, Do What I Feel When Pop Goes Evil Break Everything, Lie, Cheat, and Steal When Pop Goes Evil
I’ve got a heart of gold and a roll of twenties She’ll do anything just to get my money Get on the pole, show me what you’ve got Then finish me off in the parking lot Until I scream, I need a drink, because I’m starting to fade quick I knew my mind was lost, when I was ordering shots beyond the point when I got sick Then some dumb punk, wanted to run a muck, so I had to adjust his face Through the guy bleeding, chicks screaming, I could hear my conscience say Your actions have reactions, so watch what you say You can run all you want, but you can’t run away To each his own, or so I’m told, is how you play the game If you can’t stand the heat, then don’t fuck with the flame because… I Say What I Want, Do What I Feel When Pop Goes Evil Break Everything, Lie, Cheat, and Steal When Pop Goes Evil
Well I was doin’ fine, just minding my own business or so it seemed, Until I spot a man, it could’ve been her dad, well he thought he’d cause a scene Well he got so pissed, that he raised a fist, and alarmed security Then I felt a hand, said you have the wrong man and screamed get the fuck up off me. </p>
Last Call for alcohol, but I was cut off at midnight Started getting rough, said that they had enough, and they were threw being polite So they threw me out, I want to scream and shout and cause a big old scene Cause I’m the subject and the suspect when cops start wanting names But there was something peculiar about that guys face, there was something familiar that I can’t replace Was it the way he looked? Or the way he talked? But then it all hit me… Cause that man was me