Clothes Off

Eight bucks, PBR, Rude Boy knows the score
Lay me down the tap and let the fun juice pour
One shot, two shot, three shot, floor
I think I fell in love with ya when you dragged me out the door
Where the hell are your mates, man?
Man I don't know!
Where's your bag and hat?
What is going on!
You helped me take my clothes off
Yeah I love you, Yeah I really do
You cleaned up all my throw up
What a nice thing to do!
Well everybody's fucked off
But nah, not you
Do you really need some help, boy?
Yeah I think I do!
You helped me take my clothes off
You helped me when my mind was mush
Screaming at a base head, Rude Boy gets stabbed
That's when you jump in, touch your man and you'll get mad
One punch, two punch, three punch, slab
I think I fell in love with ya when you threw me in the cab
Where the hell are your mates, man?
We were drinking at a show!
Where are they now?
Man I don't know!
You helped me take my clothes off
Yeah I love you, Yeah I really do
You cleaned up all my throw up
What a nice thing to do!
Everybody's fucked off
But nah, not you
Do you really need some help, boy?
Yeah I think I do!
I found your bag and hat
May I just go with you?
Of course you can
You helped me take my clothes off
Yeah I love you, Yeah I really do
You cleaned up all my throw up
What a nice thing to do!
You helped me take my clothes off
Yeah I love you, Yeah I really do
You saved me when my mind was mush
If you see my friends, tell 'em fuck you!