Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah ...



Three sheets to the wind 

Two days without sleep 

The boy cut loose one night 

And drove up to Dawson Creek



Took up with a dancer 

That liked the way he smiled 

The boy kinda slid through the cracks for awhile 

{Don't like bein' told what to do}



Crazy Murphy 

Never lived up to his name 

'Til somebody tried to interfere with his game 

Turned all the lights out 

Laid him in the aisle 

Murphy's doing time down in Kingston for awhile



{Don't like bein' told what to do} 

{Don't like bein' told what to do} 

{Don't like bein' told what to do}



Never say "how high" 

Don't take any stick 

But never think you're winning with that old disappearing trick



When the world starts going sideways 

And you start going, too 

Hold your ground, keep your head up 

And do what you wanna do



{Don't like bein' told what to do} 

{Don't like bein' told what to do} 

{Don't like bein' told what to do} 

{Don't like bein' told what to do}



Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah