Stumbled my way on the darkest afternoon. I got a beer in my hand and I'm draggin' a stoogie too. The back of my brain is tickin' like a clock. Well I simmer down gently but boil on what the fuck. I get back 'cause I'm feelin' good tonight. I get back 'cause I'm feelin' right. Trouble is a word that starts with a capital T. And I refer myself to the word 'cause I'm so keen. Little do they know that I'm struttin' such a style. It makes the trouble in me all worth the while. I get back 'cause I'm feelin' good tonight. I get back 'cause I'm feelin' right. There goes Billy and Susie walkin' hand in hand. Well I quickly caught up slurring "Yo what's the plan?". They had fear in their eyes and bellies that ran like dogs. I barreled down laughing screaming "Susie you forgot your clogs". Well old Mr. Heffer I'm really pleased to meet you. I didn't mean to scare your blue eyed child. But Billy didn't talk to me and Susie wouldn't look at me. It made me so doggone crazy I had to chase them for a mile. All I wanted was change for a buck. Well I'm back and I'm feelin' good tonight. Well I'm back and I'm feelin' right. Well I'm back and I'm feelin' good tonight. Well I'm back and I'm feelin' right Jesus