Stay Too Long

[Verse 1:]
I know what’s to come,
though I’m feeling happy now.
The knowing I’m drunk,
of ways of knowing it always lets me down.

[Chorus:]
‘Cause I always stay too long,
Long enough for something to go wrong.

[Verse 2:]
I’m in a brawl,
‘Cause I won’t take your shit lying now.
Writing’s on the wall,
The police are on their way right now.

[Chorus:]
‘Cause I always stay too long,
Long enough for something to go wrong.
Yeah, I always stay too long.
Fair ladies, they’re singing my
S-s-song
S-s-song
S-s-song
S-s-song

I got my peeps standing with me shouting, pull up your socks,
‘Cause we just broke the law and now we’re running from cops.
I got my lip bust fighting, now there’s blood on my top,
And I’m still out looking for a party, somewhere to stop.

I got my peeps, them telling me they know where it’s at,
So I pull out twenty notes and jump straight into a cab.
I’m on my way to where I’m going, thinking I need more Jack,
But that probably ain’t the brightest idea I’ve ever had.

‘Cause…

[Chorus:]
I always stay too long,
Long enough for something to go wrong.
(Hey!)

On the run from the law,
I’m looking worse for wear.
I go through a door,
And suddenly I find myself somewhere.

Something’s bound to go wrong,
If I stay too long.
I know I’m going to get to dawn,
Before they start singing my
S-s-song
S-s-song
S-s-song
S-s-song
S-s-song
S-s-song
S-s-song
Song
Song!!!!

Ahh c’mon!

Ahh c’mon!

Ahh c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon!

I got my peeps standing with me,
At the bar doing shots.
‘Cause now we’re so fucking plastered,
We don’t know when to stop.
I got my girlfriend ringing me, belling me up,
I know I should probably answer but I just can’t be fucked.
I got my peeps standing with me and I’m having a blast,
I’m feeling so fucking good right now, I want it to last.
So I put my phone on silent and I refill my glass,
The music’s so fucking banging feel like I wanna dance.
I’m at the bar, when I see this chick checking me out,
From afar, yeah, she wants my dick, there ain’t a doubt.
She’s got a skirt so short make you drool from the mouth,
Looking my way as if to say I’m in with a shout.
So I pull a chair over there and buy her a drink,
She says “Cheers!”, I say “Yeah!”, our glasses go clink.
Now I’m being bad, in a cab, groping this girl,
Once the cab is paid, we make our way up to the hotel.
Now I’m in a lift, getting lips, damn this is low,
But do I care? Do I fuck?

I’m on a roll! Yo!

Ahhhhh!