Damn Good Mates

You're drivin' back home down route 56 You almost hit a root and you end up in a ditch You can't pull forward and you can't back out You're sittin' there thinkin' whatcha gonna do now You'd be a little nervous if a cop showed up 'Cause you drank a little maybe just a little too much Waitin' on a tow truck takes too long It's two in the mornin'... who you gonna call Mates ... damn good Mates Half an hour later they're pullin' you out You know the ones I'm talkin' about Mates ... damn good Mates You can count 'em all on one of your hands You got a hundred friends A couple of damn good Mates So you're all shootin' pool on a Saturday night This little brunette keeps givin' you the eye So you buy her a drink, before too long You're out on the floor in the middle of a song About that time her ex shows up He's starin' you down gettin' all bowed up He's a big ol' jacked up S.O.B That's alright he's about to meet your... Mates ... damn good Mates A few seconds later he's startin' to see It ain't one on one... it's one on three Mates ... damn good Mates They do it for you 'cause you'd do it for them You got a hundred friends But a couple of damn good Mates They're there even when you don't see 'em as much Cause you moved away or you fell in love But they're wearin' a tux when you're sayin' your vows And if you crash and burn you can crash on their couch Mates ... damn good Mates They love you like a brother there ain't no doubt You know the ones I'm talkin' about Mates ... damn good Mates You can count 'em all on one of your hands You got a hundred friends And a couple of damn good Mates Oh, damn good Mates