10 seconds behind the line,
Gotta make up time,
Gotta get a move on,
Get my groove on,
Drank rocket juice to start up my fire,
Got excited when they told me he\\\'s a liar,
Told me i\\\'m free to go,
Free to open the door,
Opened the door n saw the light,
But i had to work at it,
So i didn\\\'t stop,
Got to the top,
This shit\\\'s like a pill,
Help\\\'s me chill,
Sit back with a pint of lager,
Taught to me by my father,
But i\\\'d rather sip Gin n Juice,
Make a truce,
With someone I argued with in the past,
Coz this life moves to fast,
Cast my gaze to the moon,
Make a girl swoon,
By acting so smooth,
So sophisticated like a trip to the Lourve,
But i sometimes act the clown,
U\\\'ll see no frown upon my face as i dance thrw this place,
And i\\\'ll leave u my number just in case,
U wanna get further than 1st base
