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Don't talk, pour me another one So warm, throat is burning up My feet light up in the dark Four drinks gone, never stop Tomorrow memory gone Lost count after the last shot I'm off this world just a little while Getting loose to the same song And if you want something from me Ask me tomorrow And if you want something from me Ask me tomorrow Feeling good, feeling fresh Feeling fly, I'm so alive Is it real, is it fake Do I care or do I mind Got my drink, got my glass In my hand, it is the time I ain't got no thoughts to borrow You better ask me tomorrow Feeling good, feeling fresh Feeling fly, I'm so alive Is it real, is it fake Do I care or do I mind Got my drink, got my glass In my hand, it is the time I ain't got no thoughts to borrow You better ask me tomorrow Second verse, here comes another one Pour it up, sir, give me some I ain't drunk, I'm just having fun' Now let me tell you where I'm coming from I can get up in this vibe All day, all night, you know I'm off this world just a little while Getting loose to the same song And if you want something from me Ask me tomorrow And if you want something from me Ask me tomorrow Feeling good, feeling fresh Feeling fly, I'm so alive Is it real, is it fake Do I care or do I mind Got my drink, got my glass In my hand, it is the time I ain't got no thoughts to borrow You better ask me tomorrow Feeling good, feeling fresh Feeling fly, I'm so alive Is it real, is it fake Do I care or do I mind Got my drink, got my glass In my hand, it is the time I ain't got no thoughts to borrow You better ask me tomorrow You better ask me, ask me tomorrow You better ask me, ask me tomorrow You better ask me, ask me tomorrow You better ask me, ask me tomorrow Feeling good, feeling fresh Feeling fly, I'm so alive Is it real, is it fake Do I care or do I mind Got my drink, got my glass In my hand, it is the time I ain't got no thoughts to borrow You better ask me tomorrow Feeling good, feeling fresh Feeling fly, I'm so alive Is it real, is it fake Do I care or do I mind Got my drink, got my glass In my hand, it is the time I ain't got no thoughts to borrow You better ask me tomorrow
Writer(s): Nick Wall Van De, Faisal Ben Said Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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