The Chugs - Heist Cold

2am, wide awake
On the love seat
Here I am
Out of Hamm's
Been rough week
Gotta get some
I gave a thirty
To my neighbor on his birthday
And now I'm craving
Misbehaving in the worst way
I can't fake it
I can't shake it
Gotta take it back
I'm gonna do it
There's nothing to it
Yeah, I knew it
I should never have
Given him the last
Of the golden brew
Yeah, I blew it
But man, screw it
I can do it
I'm gonna get my
Thirty pack back from you
3am. Here I am
In his backyard
Look through his trash
Find the stash
Don't have to look hard
What an asshole
Got second thoughts
Yeah I think I
Should have planned it
Yeah, I don't want to be
Caught red-hammded
Should I back track
Drop the knapsack
Hell no, fuck that
I'm gonna do it
There's nothing to it
Yeah, I knew it
I should never have
Given him the last
Of the golden brew
Yeah, I blew it
But man, screw it
I can do it
I'm gonna get my
Thirty pack back from you
Yes I am
I sneak around
I hear footsteps behind me
But I don't think
There's any way
That he can find me
But then he clears his throat
And says my name out loud
We're both standing there
In our pajamas
I crack my knuckles
Cause he's gonna start some drama
But I'm a Hamm's man
I'm a Hamm's man
Just like this 30
Yeah, you're gonna
Get slammed, man
You don't want it
You won't drink it
Let me have it
Let me at it
Yeah, I want it
So, I got it
You never thought it
Was good enough for you

Written by:
Sam Kuban, Scott Wambach, Brian Harding

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