(Written by: Slash / Eric Dover)
Come on down to our house
All the neighbors are away
We're invitin' everyone
We got take out and everything
The local P.D.'s been around
That's one right over there
And the chick that's sittin' on his face
Is glad that he is here
There isn't a time frame
Been doing it all week long
So come on by babe
And bring your friends along
Don't know what you're missing
Having a hell of a time
Don't know what we're doin'
But I think we're doin' fine
We got a band playin', the singer's really fat
The cat is in the dryer
Who's the asshole who did that
Someone's in the backroom,
I think they're gettin' high
If they don't unlock the bathroom
I'll just have to go outside
Got no worries
Movin' right along
And what a great night, babe
To do what you think is wrong
Don't know what you're missing
Having a hell of a time
Don't know what we're doin'
But I think we're doin' fine
Nobody's leavin'
Cause we're all too drunk to drive
Three days later we're still here
And I think we're doin' fine
Don't know what you're missing
Having a hell of a time
Don't know what we're doin'
But I think we're doin' fine
Nobody's leavin'
Cause we're all too drunk to drive
Three days later, we're still here
And I know we're doing fine
