Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name I just need a girl who gon' really understand (Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name) I'm good, I'm good, I'm great Know it's been a while, now I'm mixing up the drank Got up, thank the Lord

Find a few good buddies, start a band Just get you a guitar and learn how to play Cut up some jeans, come up with a name When you're living in a world that you don't understand I never was a straight-lace, straight A student Teacher's pet or child

Being a low life 'Cause I'm a low life, and I'm lovin' it No you can't change something that you don't understand Livin' it up, livin' it up I got the whole damn world in the palm of my hand I'm a low life, so fucking deal with it I'm livin' it up,

That's where you're wrong Make a wish that weighs a ton And no understanding where it goes And suddenly the sky is a scissor Sitting on the floor with a tambourine Crushing up a bundle of love Don't take it so personally That time has got it in for honey

Whatever happens, don't let go of my hand Whatever, whatever, whatever Don't let go of my hand He gives a nervous smile, tries to understand her side To show that he cares She's consumed with everything that's been goin' on Everything will be alright, he

Every part of me Maybe I will never be Who I was before Maybe I don't know her anymore Maybe who I am today Ain't so far from yesterday Can I find a way to be How it's gonna be I wanna understand

This good hearted woman in love with her good timin' man She's a good hearted woman in love with a good timin' man And she loves him in spite of his ways that she don't understand And through teardrops and laughter they'll pass through this world hand in

I'm a real machine You're a real machine I'm a man and I'm a man I do what I hate and don't understand Just off the hot mic There is the General Are we waiting to be invited I could eat em up in two gulps! I could eat em up in two gulps! I decorate my

See a man don't have to die to go to hell Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you're new here but you need to understand It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist You see we already know that hell

Why let one bad apple Spoil the whole damn bunch When the shit hit the fan It was all I could stand Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer My body's breathing while it can But what I don't understand is that My world ain't gettin' no brighter If I could touch