How's My Driving, Doug Hastings?

How's My Driving, Doug Hastings? Lyrics

Right!

Friday night on coke with a crow bar,
Left at two in the back of Doug's car,
Without a plan and being f**ked up,
Looking for somethin', somethin', yeah, for ourselves.

Friday night at three at a side door,
Doug said "Try to get the door just once more."
I said "Man, this all f**ked up.
Looking for somethin', somethin', yeah, for ourselves."

Feelin' kinda weird and I'm thinkin' to myself,
Feelin' kinda weird and I'm thinkin' to myself,
"f**k, Doug,
I'm not going out like this."
He said "Man, I'm all I got and I won't be missed."
And this makes, this makes no sense to me
It ain't the way,
the way its supposed to be.

Right!

Friday night on coke with a crow bar,
Left at two in the back of Doug's car,
Without a plan and being f**ked up,
Looking for somethin', somethin', yeah, for ourselves.

Feelin' kinda weird and I'm thinkin' to myself,
Feelin' kinda weird and I'm thinkin' to myself,
"f**k, Doug,
I'm not going out like this."
He said "Man, I'm all I got and I won't be missed."
And this makes, this makes no sense to me
It ain't the way,
the way its supposed to be.
Yea hey

How's my driving?