Bowling for Soup - Right About Now

Dedication, my occupation
What the fucking fuck, am I thinking
Everyone's drinking and I'm sinking
Counting 182 lights a-blinking on the screen

No shit, as a matter of fact
I wish I would've dropped out, I wish I hadn't slacked
But I stayed in school with mediocre grades
While everybody else was out getting laid

Still at work on a Friday night
All my friends are getting fucked up right about now
Seven beers down and starting fights
Everyone I know is getting fucked up right about now
Right about now
Right about now

Adulteration, and some infliction
That's what's at the bar, it's what I'm missing
A new concoction would get me hopping
But I'm here working so I can buy a new jet ski

No shit, as a matter of fact
I wish I would've dropped out, I wish I hadn't slacked
But I stayed in school, got married way too young
And when you get your jet ski can I come alone?

Still at work on a Friday night
All my friends are getting fucked up right about now
Seven beers down and starting fights
Everyone I know is getting fucked up right about now
Right about now
Right about now

Still at work on a Friday night
All my friends are getting fucked up right about now
Seven beers down and starting fights
Everyone I know is getting fucked up right about now
Right about now
Right about now

Written by:
Jaret Ray Reddick

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Bowling for Soup

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