Now That's What I Call Music!
Now That's What I Call Music! - What I Got lyrics
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Early in the morning, risin' to the street Light me up that cigarette, and I strap shoes on my feet Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong Got to find a reason why my money's all gone I got a dalmation, and I can still get high And I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot Well, life is (too short), so love the one you got Cause you might get run over, or you might get shot Never start no static, I just get it off my chest Never had to battle with my bullet proof vest Take a small example, take a ti-ti-tip from me Take all your money, give it up to charity Lovin's what I got, it's within my reach And the Sublime style still straight from Long Beach It all comes back to you, you're going to get what you deserve Try and test that, you're bound to get served Love's what I got, don't start a riot You feel it when the dance gets hot Lovin' is what I got - I said, remember that Lovin' is what I got - now remember that Lovin' is what I got - I said, remember that Lovin' is what I got... I don't cry when my dog runs away I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot Hits the bottle and goes back to the rock Fuckin' and fightin', it's all the same Livin' with Louie's dog's the only way to stay sane Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me Lovin' is what I got - I said, remember that Lovin' is what I got - now remember that Lovin' is what I got - I said, remember that Lovin' is what I got, I got, I got...