| [Hook:] | |
| I'm not sorry | |
| I've been drinking | |
| I've been smoking | |
| I'm not thinkin' about tomorrow | |
| Pass the bottle | |
| I'm in trouble | |
| Okay I know, but I'm not sorry | |
| No I'm not sorry | |
| I said I'm not sorry | |
| No I'm not sorry | |
| [Verse 1:] | |
| So pass me that liquor | |
| Been a long day, girl I need a pick up | |
| Too drunk to drive, send a cab to come and get us | |
| Woke up wearing two different shoes like a kicker | |
| So take me back to SoHo | |
| 3rd street and Bowery | |
| But I don't really know though | |
| Sorry I'm not sorry | |
| Cause I can't go home yet | |
| My credit card's at the bar and I don't know where my phone's at | |
| Yeah, alright, we be gettin' reckless, drunk textin', up late, **** breakfast | |
| And don't it feel good not carin about ****t | |
| But I know tomorrow they gon' hear about this | |
| And we stumblin' home | |
| You can tell me that is wrong but I know | |
| [Hook] | |
| Nanananana | |
| Na na na na na | |
| Nanananana | |
| Na na na na na | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| I just wanna be me | |
| Not the people on the radio or the tv | |
| Same kid that made his first song back in D.C. | |
| And never lost sight of all that, word to Stevie | |
| Now everything is blurry | |
| Vision used to be 20/20, Katie Couric | |
| Now it's not doe | |
| Cause I'm faded on that whiskey and got all my homies with me, everybody getting trippy, turn up | |
| And don't it feel good not carin' about ****t | |
| But I know tomorrow we gon' hear about this | |
| And we stumblin' home | |
| You can tell me that is wrong yeah I know but | |
| [Hook] | |
| So turn up | |
| Hit the bar, kill the scene, I call that murder, now word up | |
| So bring another round bartender | |
| Cause all the best nights are the ones we can't remember | |
| Ones we can't remember | |
| Cause all the best nights are the ones we can't remember |
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