God got drunk and he made a wild one
You better believe it
I'm lighten up a smoke and burning down the house
Yeah, you gotta believe it
You could say its time to leave it
Well we had fun but you think you're number one
Too many times I've seen it
You come home from the bar smelling like a perfume jar
Tie up your laces baby
I'm done with thinking maybe
I don't need no starting pistol to make you run
Ya gotta go boy go boy
Gotta go boy go boy
I don't need my big brother banging down your door
Ya gotta go boy go boy
Better keep on running
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go boy go
40 days and nights of picking little fights
Right or wrong it don't matter
I'm wearing feisty skin but I ain't looking for a win
Ain't no rainbow gonna come again
No promise can redeem your sin
I don't need no starting pistol to make you run
Ya gotta go boy go boy
Gotta go boy go boy
I don't need my big brother banging down your door
Ya gotta go boy go boy
Better keep on running
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go boy go
I don't need no starting pistol to make you run
Ya gotta go boy go boy
Gotta go boy go boy
I don't need my big brother banging down your door
Ya gotta go boy go boy
Better keep on running
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go boy go