How's My Driving, Doug Hastings?

Right!

Friday night on coke with a crow bar
Left at two in the back of Doug's car
Without a plan and being fucked up
Looking for somethin', somethin', yeah, for ourselves

Friday night at three at a side door
Doug said "Try to get the door just once more."
I said "Man, this all fucked up"
Looking for somethin', somethin', yeah, for ourselves

Feelin' kinda weird and I'm thinkin' to myself
Feelin' kinda weird and I'm thinkin' to myself
"Fuck, Doug,
I'm not going out like this."
He said "Man, I'm all I got and I won't be missed."
And this makes, this makes no sense to me
It ain't the way
The way its supposed to be

Right!

Friday night on coke with a crow bar
Left at two in the back of Doug's car
Without a plan and being fucked up
Looking for somethin', somethin', yeah, for ourselves

Feelin' kinda weird and I'm thinkin' to myself
Feelin' kinda weird and I'm thinkin' to myself
"Fuck, Doug,
I'm not going out like this."
He said "Man, I'm all I got and I won't be missed."
And this makes, this makes no sense to me
It ain't the way
The way its supposed to be
Yea hey

How's my driving?



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Writer(s): Chris Demakes, Louis Schaub, Vincent Fiorello, Derron Nuhfer
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