Testo Waiting for some drunk Big Harp

Waiting for some drunk

On the streets, in bars
They do what they do and they do it so hard
Man, just watching em makes me tired

Drink that huss like breast
Just waiting for some drunk to toss out a cigarette bud
So we can all go up in flames together

Seein that guy’s on fire
Man, he’s headed straight to top
He’s a little bit younger than me and a little better looking than I ever was

That girl, she’s on fire
She’s practiced her moves in the mirror, now she’s letting them fly
They ain’t tucking themselves in tonight

First you’re talking like an asshole
Then puffed up and break from the lights
Then you stretched out, on the carpet
Soaked in three hours it goes wine

Oh, saying be good to me
Oh, be good to me
Be good, new year

Now I, I don’t know
Just how they can smile with that steam rolling out of their noses
Kissing hard, with oh you’re barely closed

Is it all some ruse?
I came in, that ain’t champagne, that’s make-up to cover the bruise
And hey let’s party, let’s get loose

And if you ain’t got anybody
And you just don’t know how little time
And you’re saving all your pennies, trying to scrape up a dime

Oh, saying be good to me
Be good to me
Be good, new year

Oh, be good to me
Be good to me
Be good, new year

Now I’m staring at the numbers
Trying to slow down the time
The wheels keep picking over
And there’s no one to pin for the band

Be good to me
Be good to me
Be good, new year

Yea, be good to me
Oh, be good to me
Be good, new year