friday night its me and a 6 pack just trying to kick back wish that i could get a break like kit kats no one's with that phones keep buzzin like yo where's rich at?
fast forward somewhere downtown with the latest trends and your latest friends heard the next big thing is playen around 10 and we could get in you know my names on the list
lets go where everyone's bored and lives in place they can barely afford i remember sittin in my honda accord like this the good life and who needs more
it's in the eye of the beholder right now ill take a scotch and a soda some come to get down some come to pour up im stuck in the middle i think i need to grow up
when it's all said and done ive had my fun but for right now im wiped out im losing my cool
i think im losing cool it's the same ol story.
it's the same ol story come home around 5 in the morning layin on the couch with the tv on sayin everything boring
then go check the fridge pour a glass of water and take one sip pass out with clothes on on top of my bed sleep til noon and do it all again
it's a brand new hot spot, same ol shit nothing changed cept the locks got a couple pbrs and a sea of skinny jeans and we're over the scene cept we never ever leave
from the hills of beverly back to new york and everywhere in between we're lookin for an answer that we never really need but currently get yo ass in the the limousine
another saturday its time to burn my pay yo im not fuckin around im losing my cool
im feelin out of place i cant keep up the pace another night on the town im losing my cool