So you had a lot of friends, big black Benz

Rockin' like "Dokken" til the party ends

Pink champagne, can't complain, everyone's there for you

Messed up hair, messed up nose

Cocaine habit that no one knows about

Even thought the lies get told, everybody knows the truth

Can ya get down?

I don't wanna be around

When you come down

Get your feet back on the ground

Can ya get down?

You ain't acting like you're suppose to

When you fall down, will it even make a sound

'Cause you're a boom batter and your wallet's getting fatter

Fatter

Livin' for yourself thinkin' no one else will even matter

Skeezin' and you sneezing, your allergic to the normal crowd

I heard you were from Cartersville

(Oh my God, don't say that too loud!)

So afraid that they're gonna know, that you're gonna show that you're normal

Normal? (normal!)

Shit I'd better fight, overdose, date a model I suppose

Everything'll be alright

Can ya get down

I don't wanna be around when you come down

Get your feet back on the ground

Can ya get down

You ain't acting like you're s'posed to

When you fall down

Will it even make a sound?

Can you get down?

I don't wanna be around

When you come down

Get your feet back on the ground

Can ya get down

You ain't acting like you're suppose to

When you fall down, will it even make a sound?

Keep it down

I don't wanna be around

Keep it down

I don't wanna be around

When you come down

Get your feet back on the ground

Can ya get down

You ain't acting like you're suppose to (s'posed to)

Will it even make a sound?