That Bitch Last Night

Riding down the road in a ragtop beater With a one tit whore, You really shoulda seen her Larry's in the backseat Sucking on a beer Staring at the world Wondering how he got here Chad's in the motorhome, Head unclear, Wearing parachute pants to the new frontier Matt and Dave heading the train, Matt navigating and Dave changing lanes Brett's stuck behind, He never could find, His panties or his wallet, That bitch last night This is what we hoped for, This is what we dreamed, Living like we want, Highway kings Never could we fathom, Never could we be, Stuck in an office with calendar freaks We go where we want, We go where they'll be, Our fans, our money, our fantasy Shitty-ass bars, Cheap house drinks, Leftover pizza, that's our routine Waking up foggy feeling something ain't right, Back door sore, that bitch last night It's hard to say, What we're we're trying to hide from We're running we're dodging, Self-imposed problems This game this blame Need that bitch's last name Wakin' up in Austin, It was time to hit the scene, In the shower getting ready, my favorite jeans Whore was still with me, It certainly seemed, Then a picture in her bra flashes on my phone screen Look real close, Just behind the frills, The titless side of her stuffed with $20 bills My wallet next to Brett's, no cards, picked clean, No food, no booze, no gasoline That last lapdance, In hindsight, Stole my weed, that Bitch last night