Mouse Powell, Jason Devore - Good Times II lyrics

Yo, Mouse, bring it in son

House keys hanging from the handle
Of the front door
I think my car's at the bar but I'm not sure
Where the hell did I leave my wallet
They need to make an app so when
I'm drunk I can call it
But, that's the kinda thing
That requires a phone
House and the bed and the shoes ain't my own
All that tequila is messing with my balance
But when I'm drunk I remember my talents, and
Last night I was the life of the party
Smoking in the garage
Taking pics on your Harley
Every girl's inebriated wet dream
I'm like Brad Pitt riding on a jet ski
I'm like Bruce Wayne fist-fighting Jet Li
I'm like some kinda sick animal they set free
So lord forgive me
I'm straying off the subject
It's 2: 40 am and I'm punk in drublic, well

I need a shot of Jameson
I wanna drink 'til I feel like I'm famous
People are strange strangers are funny
I'm gonna drink like it's not my money, so
Woah oh a oh oh oh
Some day I'll have to change
Woah oh a oh oh oh
For the moment life is great
Woah oh a oh oh oh
Some day I'll have to change
Woah oh a oh oh oh
For the moment life is great
For the moment life is great
For the moment life is great

Found my apartment sitting where I left it
Cracked phone screen and a
Bunch of missed messages
But the best part's this
My roommates all know what a mess I is
They say a family that smokes together
Jokes together load one up so we can see
Who can toke it better
I got a bike with a broken pedal
If the liquor stores close
We can roll together
And, ain't nothing quite like
Those Ash Ave trees
With the sun on your back and
Your face in the breeze of course
You need the hair from the dog that bit ya
Hangover gods can go forget ya
And that's how it happens, numbers on napkins
Girlfriends you'll never see again
But that's passionate give that glass a lick
Suck that lime and pretend it's a rapper's
Haha

I need a shot of Jameson
I wanna drink til I feel like I'm famous
People are strange strangers are funny
I'm gonna drink like it's not my money, so
Woah oh a oh oh oh
Some day I'll have to change
Woah oh a oh oh oh
But for the moment life is great
Woah oh a oh oh oh
Some day I'll have to change
Woah oh a oh oh oh
For the moment life is great

(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They say good times fly, don't let 'em stop
1: 45, racing the clock
Windows down feel the bass and the rock
Jump that gear feel the way that it pops
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
And it's rides there it feels nice here
Something right in that night air
Drinking on roofs in a lawn chair
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
I'm a hundred proof feeling quite rare
Fight that urge to fight that
Shut up baby, just light that
Family ties and close friends
And exes that never write back
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
It's all right here with a 12 pack
Me and you have seen hell and back
Pass me a beer and let's crack that
Good times coming right back so go
(yeah yeeah, yeah yeaah, yeah yeaah
Yeah yea ah ah)
Let it go, let it go, let it go go go
(yeah ye yeah, yeah yeaah, yeah yeaah
Yeah yea ah ah)
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go go go