Verse 1
I get up, its 2pm
I look at myself, wonder where I have I been
Suns comin up, oh so bright
My poor eyes cant handle the light
Socks on the ceiling and beer on the floor
Ooo if I could just make it to the door
Sometimes I think Im gona die
But I have so much fun, not even gona try
Chorus
Yeah I got it made
Yeah I got it made
Yeah I got it made
Yeah I got it made
Verse 2
I make enough money to keep me in beer
I play a little rock and roll, here and there
People seem to love me wherever I go
Im never late, late for the show
Momma she says, says that Im crazy
My poor old man, says that Im just lazy
Just one thing they dont understand
Ya gota know, I gota plan
Chorus
Solo
Verse 3
Things I do, I do for pleasure
I like a little lust, at my leisure
So baby, dont think you can hang onto me
I gota be wild, I gota be free
Im here for a good time, and thats what I am
Dont care about hell, dont care if Im damned
These are good words, to live by
And ya know me, I never lie.