I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich I'm driving foreign whips, spent a hundred on my wrist I might take your bitch, private flight, take a trip Your bills be stacking up while I'm stacking up my chips Your bitch on my dick, when she see me,

But today, I'm, I'm gonna superpower, superpower But today, I'm, I'm gonna superpower Got my head in the clouds And my feet up off of the ground I feel like death is chasing me down It's a bird, it's a plane, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne I got that, I got

I'm goin' down to the Greyhound Station, gonna get a ticket to ride Gonna find that lady with two or three kids and sit down by her side Ride 'til the sun comes up and down around me 'bout two or three times Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat Tryin' to

'Nother round, fill 'er up, This is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab

Girls, girls, girls, girls I've been looking at girls, girls, girls, girls I've been looking at girls Oh-ooh-uh-uh There's a million things I should have done, but I can't help it Oh-ooh-uh-uh, oh-ooh-uh Going up and down, and spinning round and round, I

Survived, tonight, I may be going down, Cause everything goes round too, tight, tonight, And it, you watch him crawl, you stand for more. And your panic stricken, blood will thicken up, tonight Cause I don't want you, to forgive me, You'll follow me

Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead and, jump. I've got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen. Oh can't you see what I mean? I get up, and nothing gets me down. You got it tough. I've seen the toughest around. And I know,

Pop a top again I just got time for one more round Set 'em up my friends Then I'll be gone Then you can let some other fool sit down I'd like for you to listen to a joke I heard today From a woman who said she was through and calmly walked away I tried

It begins to tell, 'round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown, Suppertime I'm feelin' sad; But it really gets bad, 'round midnight. Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories, When my heart is

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you I just, I just, I just want your ex to see Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense