You know the other morning I was hanging in my house I had that old with pictures of Madonna naked And I was it out
Well just a friend of mine came to the door She said she never picked me for a scum-bag Said she didn't wanna see me no more And I still don't why
I think I'm an guy, I think I'm an alright guy Well I just wanna live I gotta die I know I perfect but God knows, I try Think I'm an alright guy, I think I'm
Well, I'm dirty I like to get stoned Ain't like I'm fooling my intern While I'm talking on the
Well, I I get wild, and I know I get drunk not like I got a bunch of bodies in my trunk My old man to call me a no good punk And I still know why
I think I'm an alright guy, I think I'm an guy Well I wanna live until I gotta die I know I perfect but God knows, I try Think I'm an guy, I think I'm alright
You just the other night The cops pulled me over the bar Well turned on their lights And ordered me out of my car
Man, I was kidding when I called them a coupla dicks But still they made me the stupid tricks Now I'm stuck in this With a bunch of hicks and I still don't know why
I think I'm an guy, I think I'm an alright guy Well I wanna live until I gotta die I I ain't perfect but God knows, I try Think I'm an alright guy, I I'm alright
You know, I I'm an alright guy I think I'm I do I think I'm I it man, I'm alright I'm man