20 Something

[Verse 1] Oh, the Reubonic Plague If there's money to be made Shocking, I show no shame Novelty, rap, fame Turn it up, that's my jam Two-dollar cover Get your hand stamped Through the doors, hit the floor Dance, dance, dance, dance, party Who's got our money? Who's got our good time? And good conscience? And if it's alright Bold, bright, in the lights Flashes by, caught your eye Saved you a spot in line Anxiously, we wait outside [Hook] People to meet, places to be 20 somethings magazine For a quick read, the lines in between Tell me something guaranteed [Verse 2] Let's party like it's '95 And I just left Watkins Memorial High Spare change, enough to survive On a full-time gig, loving life When that gets old, we'll soon follow Middle-age pop-star role models Speak to sons and daughters Living off time that's borrowed Big city, thirty's twenty Move to the beat like you're in a hurry Midlife crisis happens early Calm down or get out of town A little rebellion is better than settling Sex, drugs and self-control (oh) Act like you belong Rock the show, now it's time to go [Hook] [Verse 3] Meet me in the square With Colmate in your hair Toy guns and strip-mall pubs Look 'em in the eyes with a confident stare A firm handshake and a little bit of look Drift away on dreams for few Cut your teeth on the moon You're coming down soon I am late to the party I'm early to go up Eventually, eventually [Hook]