Credits
Lyrics
The liquor's flowing tonight
The AC's broken, but it's alright
Still approaching midnight
And some dude's looking for a fight
There's not enough days left in my youth
No time to waste, nothing to prove
If you get in my face, I won't make a move
I'll play it cool, you'll play the fool
No one needs to get hurt
After all, it's only just words
But if you decide to strike first
Bro, you'll get the works
Check your ego, it's not right
It's time to leave or give me the green light
This reggae party was going so nice
I bet you're all bark and no bite
There's not enough days left in my youth
No time to waste, nothing to prove
If you get in my face, I won't make a move
I'll play it cool, you'll play the fool
No one needs to get hurt
After all, it's only just words
But if you decide to strike first
Bro, you'll get the works
Dude's already in a liquid haze
Wearing both shoes and designer shades
So everybody make way for another member of
The baby dick brigade (yeah, that's funny)
He took his shirt off now, and he's looking for work
And I'm an equal opportunity employer
He'll be calling out sick for days, yeah
There's not enough days left in my youth
No time to waste, nothing to prove
If you get in my face, I won't make a move
I'll play it cool, you'll play the fool
No one needs to get hurt
After all, it's only just words
But if you decide to strike first
Bro, you'll get the works
Written by: Matthew Andrle
