Busted Again Lyrics
As if I was on downersFollowed off the exit rampBy a scene from close encountersOut of the vanWalk a straight lineLost count of the beersSomewhere around nineDrunk and driving, boyYou really fucked upNow you're in the squad carHands in back, cuffedSeven hundred dollarsOr eight months, sonChecked my pockets, butI knew I had noneThey took away my licenseThey said I can't driveSaid that I should thank themI'm "lucky to be alive"Locked in a cellFor weeks at a timeMy friends got me outMy bail was my fineNow I'm on the outsideMe and all my friendsDrunk and driving recklessJust waiting to get caught again
D.r.i Busted Again
