| Song | Waiting For Some Drunk |
| Artist | Big Harp |
| Album | Chain Letters |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| On the streets, in bars | |
| They do what they do and they do it so hard | |
| Man, just watching em makes me tired | |
| Drink that huss like breast | |
| Just waiting for some drunk to toss out a cigarette bud | |
| So we can all go up in flames together | |
| Seein that guy’s on fire | |
| Man, he’s headed straight to top | |
| He’s a little bit younger than me and a little better looking than I ever was | |
| That girl, she’s on fire | |
| She’s practiced her moves in the mirror, now she’s letting them fly | |
| They ain’t tucking themselves in tonight | |
| First you’re talking like an asshole | |
| Then puffed up and break from the lights | |
| Then you stretched out, on the carpet | |
| Soaked in three hours it goes wine | |
| Oh, saying be good to me | |
| Oh, be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Now I, I don’t know | |
| Just how they can smile with that steam rolling out of their noses | |
| Kissing hard, with oh you’re barely closed | |
| Is it all some ruse? | |
| I came in, that ain’t champagne, that’s make-up to cover the bruise | |
| And hey let’s party, let’s get loose | |
| And if you ain’t got anybody | |
| And you just don’t know how little time | |
| And you’re saving all your pennies, trying to scrape up a dime | |
| Oh, saying be good to me | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Oh, be good to me | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Now I’m staring at the numbers | |
| Trying to slow down the time | |
| The wheels keep picking over | |
| And there’s no one to pin for the band | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Yea, be good to me | |
| Oh, be good to me | |
| Be good, new year |
| On the streets, in bars | |
| They do what they do and they do it so hard | |
| Man, just watching em makes me tired | |
| Drink that huss like breast | |
| Just waiting for some drunk to toss out a cigarette bud | |
| So we can all go up in flames together | |
| Seein that guy' s on fire | |
| Man, he' s headed straight to top | |
| He' s a little bit younger than me and a little better looking than I ever was | |
| That girl, she' s on fire | |
| She' s practiced her moves in the mirror, now she' s letting them fly | |
| They ain' t tucking themselves in tonight | |
| First you' re talking like an asshole | |
| Then puffed up and break from the lights | |
| Then you stretched out, on the carpet | |
| Soaked in three hours it goes wine | |
| Oh, saying be good to me | |
| Oh, be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Now I, I don' t know | |
| Just how they can smile with that steam rolling out of their noses | |
| Kissing hard, with oh you' re barely closed | |
| Is it all some ruse? | |
| I came in, that ain' t champagne, that' s makeup to cover the bruise | |
| And hey let' s party, let' s get loose | |
| And if you ain' t got anybody | |
| And you just don' t know how little time | |
| And you' re saving all your pennies, trying to scrape up a dime | |
| Oh, saying be good to me | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Oh, be good to me | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Now I' m staring at the numbers | |
| Trying to slow down the time | |
| The wheels keep picking over | |
| And there' s no one to pin for the band | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Yea, be good to me | |
| Oh, be good to me | |
| Be good, new year |
| On the streets, in bars | |
| They do what they do and they do it so hard | |
| Man, just watching em makes me tired | |
| Drink that huss like breast | |
| Just waiting for some drunk to toss out a cigarette bud | |
| So we can all go up in flames together | |
| Seein that guy' s on fire | |
| Man, he' s headed straight to top | |
| He' s a little bit younger than me and a little better looking than I ever was | |
| That girl, she' s on fire | |
| She' s practiced her moves in the mirror, now she' s letting them fly | |
| They ain' t tucking themselves in tonight | |
| First you' re talking like an asshole | |
| Then puffed up and break from the lights | |
| Then you stretched out, on the carpet | |
| Soaked in three hours it goes wine | |
| Oh, saying be good to me | |
| Oh, be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Now I, I don' t know | |
| Just how they can smile with that steam rolling out of their noses | |
| Kissing hard, with oh you' re barely closed | |
| Is it all some ruse? | |
| I came in, that ain' t champagne, that' s makeup to cover the bruise | |
| And hey let' s party, let' s get loose | |
| And if you ain' t got anybody | |
| And you just don' t know how little time | |
| And you' re saving all your pennies, trying to scrape up a dime | |
| Oh, saying be good to me | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Oh, be good to me | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Now I' m staring at the numbers | |
| Trying to slow down the time | |
| The wheels keep picking over | |
| And there' s no one to pin for the band | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good to me | |
| Be good, new year | |
| Yea, be good to me | |
| Oh, be good to me | |
| Be good, new year |