Buckcherry - Good Things lyrics

Can't stop working Stayin' out f**ing late Downtown scream on the odds I'm getting laid Before you hit the door There's a drinker in the bedroom I fought the law And they mother f**ing took me to jail [Chorus] Do you ever think about the good things From your using days to the bad dreams Do you ever think Do you ever think Do you ever f**ing think at all The band is kickin' The club is filling up with freaks 8 ball dealing A dollar 45 for drinks Before you hit the door There's a head banger stashed with weed I got some balls and I still cut f**ing loose [Chorus: x2] Last one standing Nothing at all to drink Close your face My libido's about to break [Chorus: x2]