AutoPilot
DurtE! DurtE!
I got this hospital bracelet on
And now, all my taste is gone
We must have partied 'til the break of dawn
But man, I should have stayed at home
Only way I know to go is go hard
I ought to be ashamed, but man, I love bars
And all the good folks, and all the great drinks
You probably disagree
But I give a damn what you think
Now, I lost a lot of girls from drinking too much
So, girl don't have a cow, we're moving on up
To a lit-up stage, singing for a few bucks
And it's okay if I get shitty drunk
I'm on that onomatopoeia
I don't want no more tequila
I'ma knock you out your feelers
If you don't know where my Jeep is
I was only creeping, and now, I'm off the deep end
And what's so bad?
Sit right back, and now, let got this tipping
I couldn't tell you how I got here
But I know I had a hell of a time while I found my way
Ain't no way I'm gonna stop here
Blackin' out while I'm cruising through Space
Clear the runway, I'm coming in hot
Crash landing is the only way
I couldn't tell you how I got here
Autopilot must have saved the day
Hey, flight control
What we doing? Where's the party?
Only got a couple of days before this weekend's gone
I'm trying to raise some hell
Ain't no way, I'm gonna drink in moderation
Boy, this plane's going down blazing
If you're scared, then, grab that chute and save yourself
No doubt, I look like an asshole in the AM
'Cause I passed out and never came in
But my woman made sure I made it home, okay
And when the cops knock on the window
And I'm three sheets to the wind
Woke up, hammered, this is all that I could say
I couldn't tell you how I got here
But I know I had a hell of a time while I found my way
Ain't no way I'm gonna stop here
Blackin' out while I'm cruising through Space
Clear the Runway, I'm coming in hot
Crash landing is the only way
I couldn't tell you how I got here
Autopilot must have saved the day
I couldn't tell you how I got here
But I know I had a hell of a time while I found my way
Ain't no way I'm gonna stop here
Blackin' out while I'm cruising through space
Clear the runway, I'm coming in hot
Crash landing is the only way
I couldn't tell you how I got here
Autopilot must have saved the day
Yeah, tell me how I got here
Autopilot must have saved the day
I got this hospital bracelet on
And now, all my taste is gone
We must have partied 'til the break of dawn
But man, I should have stayed at home
Only way I know to go is go hard
I ought to be ashamed, but man, I love bars
And all the good folks, and all the great drinks
You probably disagree
But I give a damn what you think
Now, I lost a lot of girls from drinking too much
So, girl don't have a cow, we're moving on up
To a lit-up stage, singing for a few bucks
And it's okay if I get shitty drunk
I'm on that onomatopoeia
I don't want no more tequila
I'ma knock you out your feelers
If you don't know where my Jeep is
I was only creeping, and now, I'm off the deep end
And what's so bad?
Sit right back, and now, let got this tipping
I couldn't tell you how I got here
But I know I had a hell of a time while I found my way
Ain't no way I'm gonna stop here
Blackin' out while I'm cruising through Space
Clear the runway, I'm coming in hot
Crash landing is the only way
I couldn't tell you how I got here
Autopilot must have saved the day
Hey, flight control
What we doing? Where's the party?
Only got a couple of days before this weekend's gone
I'm trying to raise some hell
Ain't no way, I'm gonna drink in moderation
Boy, this plane's going down blazing
If you're scared, then, grab that chute and save yourself
No doubt, I look like an asshole in the AM
'Cause I passed out and never came in
But my woman made sure I made it home, okay
And when the cops knock on the window
And I'm three sheets to the wind
Woke up, hammered, this is all that I could say
I couldn't tell you how I got here
But I know I had a hell of a time while I found my way
Ain't no way I'm gonna stop here
Blackin' out while I'm cruising through Space
Clear the Runway, I'm coming in hot
Crash landing is the only way
I couldn't tell you how I got here
Autopilot must have saved the day
I couldn't tell you how I got here
But I know I had a hell of a time while I found my way
Ain't no way I'm gonna stop here
Blackin' out while I'm cruising through space
Clear the runway, I'm coming in hot
Crash landing is the only way
I couldn't tell you how I got here
Autopilot must have saved the day
Yeah, tell me how I got here
Autopilot must have saved the day
Credits
Writer(s): Wesley David Breit, Sharpe Robert Clayton, King Brian Andrew, Elliot James Frederic
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