Well, you come upstairs but not to talk
You stay a little while then you do a little walk on home
I hear you downstairs smoking cigarettes, I hear you talking
'Cause you ain't got nothing to talk about at all
So you took me to party, you got me alone
Said you wanna feel good and you feel like you're gonna explode
Well, I don't care, can't pay no attention
And I don't give a- about your intentions at all
Ooh-ooh
So pass me the whiskey, pass me the gin
Pass me whatever the drink left in
Well, I don't care if it's seven in the morning
For all I care it could be the second coming
Well, you say you can't take it anymore
It's a really big deal
It's a really big deal
Well, I don't care, can't pay attention
And I don't give a- about your intentions at all
Ooh-ooh
We're alright
We're always alright
We're alright
We're always alright
We're alright, we're
We're always alright
We're alright
We're always alright
We're alright
We're alright, ooh