Drugs - Black Lips

Rat attitude and my nose is a-runny

I like you lots but you think that I’m a dummy

Can I pick you up to be at my buddies and chill

We’ll ham it down in my Plymouth Barracuda

Huffin' and a puffin' on that BC Buddha

Don’t worry about it sugar you’ve got nothing to lose

Come along and take a ride with me

I’ll make some space in my dirty back seat

I’ll break the creedence and push the pedal to the metal around town

We’ll laugh about this tomorrow

Cause times like this I hope will follow

(I hope they follow me)