Lyrics Bowling For Soup

Bowling For Soup

Right About Now

Dedication, my occupation

What the fucking fuck am I thinking

Everyone’s drinking and I'm sinking

Counting 182 lights are blinking on the screen

No shit as a matter of fact

I wish I would've dropped out, wish I hadn't slacked

But I stayed in school with mediocre grades

While everybody else was out getting laid

Still at work on a Friday night

All my friends are getting fucked up right about now

Slamming beers down and starting fights

Everyone I know is getting fucked up right about now

Right about now

Right about now

Adulteration, it's an infliction

That’s what's at the bar, it’s what I’m missing

A new concoction won't get me hopping

But I’m here working so I can buy a new jet ski

No shit as a matter of fact

I wish I would've dropped out, wish I hadn't slacked

But I stayed in school, got married way too young

And when you get your jet ski can I come along?

Still at work on the Friday nights

All my friends are getting fucked up right about now

Slamming beers down and starting fights

Everyone I know is getting fucked up right about now

Right about now

Right about now

Still at work on the Friday nights

All my friends are getting fucked up right about now

Slamming beers down and starting fights

Everyone I know is getting fucked up right about now

Right about now

Right about now