Well you come upstairs
But not to talk
And you do a little walk on home
I hear you downstairs smokin' cigarettes
Cause you ain't got nothin' talk about at all
So you took me to the party
Cause you feel like you're gonna explode
Well, I don't care
Can't pay attention
And I don't give a damn about your intentions at all
Ooo oo ee ooo
Well pass me the whiskey, pass me the gin
Pass whatever there's drank left in
Well I don't care if its seven in the morning
For all I care it could be the 2nd coming
Well you say you can't take it anymore
You can't live like this
It's a really big deal
Well I don't care
I can't pay attention
And I don't give a fuck about your intentions at all
E A E A E A E A x2 or riff1
Well alright
We're always alright
We're alright
We're always alright
We're alright
We're always alright alright
Ready alright