Not Now, Not Ever
Just because you're young, drunk, and stupid
Doesn't mean you get to talk to me
Just because I'm wearing a tux
Doesn't mean you get to fuck with me
A suit doesn't a monkey make me
I'm not that guy and you're not my friend
An ego sentry mans a yellow ribbon entry
Love of god cut it short with me
You might be someone's big shot lawyer
Doesn't mean you're holding court with me
I'm not that guy and you're not my friend
Don't owe you my time
No, never again
(No, Way Pal!)
There's a band I gotta listen to
And I should trade out my drummer with you
And you know a guy who books Euro tours
And you think he'd do a favor for you
You think he'd do a favor for you
You and your lemmings burn the midnight oil
Now you're giving me the third degree
You seem to notice when you get
Down on all fours and bark at me
There's a kid you gotta see
He's six he plays like Albert Lee
And you know his dad
And he'd be perfect
Perfect, perfect
For me
Perfect, for me
Hopped on stage with my guitar
Packed my stuff, drive my car
You seize the chances it's so hard to understand
Not Now, Not Ever, Not Now
Not Ever
Doesn't mean you get to talk to me
Just because I'm wearing a tux
Doesn't mean you get to fuck with me
A suit doesn't a monkey make me
I'm not that guy and you're not my friend
An ego sentry mans a yellow ribbon entry
Love of god cut it short with me
You might be someone's big shot lawyer
Doesn't mean you're holding court with me
I'm not that guy and you're not my friend
Don't owe you my time
No, never again
(No, Way Pal!)
There's a band I gotta listen to
And I should trade out my drummer with you
And you know a guy who books Euro tours
And you think he'd do a favor for you
You think he'd do a favor for you
You and your lemmings burn the midnight oil
Now you're giving me the third degree
You seem to notice when you get
Down on all fours and bark at me
There's a kid you gotta see
He's six he plays like Albert Lee
And you know his dad
And he'd be perfect
Perfect, perfect
For me
Perfect, for me
Hopped on stage with my guitar
Packed my stuff, drive my car
You seize the chances it's so hard to understand
Not Now, Not Ever, Not Now
Not Ever
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Writer(s): Zach Quinn, Timothy Robertson
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