Two bit Billy was the coolest cat I ever saw
Didn't want no piece of the pie he had to take it all
With his guitar slung low, hanging right above the knees
He made the biggest scene
He made the ladies scream
He had a state fair smile if you know what I mean
[Chorus]
He was livin' for the minute
Living his life from day to day
If you want it, then take it
He said:
That's the rules
If you wanna play
Magazines covers always shooting for Billy's face
He score of his ladies chalked up on his guitar case
He was a bad ass rocking, baby, always rolling out the sounds
Like some freight train coming
Did a six string strut
And just tied it down past all the crowd
[Chorus]
Better stop and get out, CC
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!
[Chorus x2]
Poison - Livin For The Minute Lyrics
Poison - Livin For The Minute Lyrics
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Two bit Billy was the coolest cat I ever saw
Didn't want no piece of the pie he had to take it all
With his guitar slung low, hanging right above the knees
He made the biggest scene
He made the ladies scream
He had a state fair smile if you know what I mean
[Chorus]
He was livin' for the minute
Living his life from day to day
If you want it, then take it
He said:
That's the rules
If you wanna play
Magazines covers always shooting for Billy's face
He score of his ladies chalked up on his guitar case
He was a bad ass rocking, baby, always rolling out the sounds
Like some freight train coming
Did a six string strut
And just tied it down past all the crowd
[Chorus]
Better stop and get out, CC
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!
[Chorus x2]
Didn't want no piece of the pie he had to take it all
With his guitar slung low, hanging right above the knees
He made the biggest scene
He made the ladies scream
He had a state fair smile if you know what I mean
[Chorus]
He was livin' for the minute
Living his life from day to day
If you want it, then take it
He said:
That's the rules
If you wanna play
Magazines covers always shooting for Billy's face
He score of his ladies chalked up on his guitar case
He was a bad ass rocking, baby, always rolling out the sounds
Like some freight train coming
Did a six string strut
And just tied it down past all the crowd
[Chorus]
Better stop and get out, CC
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!
[Chorus x2]
Writer: BOBBY DALL, BRET MICHAELS, BRUCE ANTHONY JOHANNESSON, RIKKI ROCKET
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group