[Verse 1]
Struttin' your stuff
Pack of Palls rolled up in your cuff
But I've got a feeling you've been living rough
And I've been suffering from some pretty bad luck

[Chorus]
We're getting down, oh
We're getting down, oh
We're getting down, oh
We're getting down, oh

[Verse 2]
I'll set him straight
Wipe that fucking smile off his face
It's unreasonable, but I guess that's okay
We'll lay him out all over the place

[Chorus]
We're getting down, oh
We're getting down, oh
We're getting down, oh
We're getting down, oh

(Oh, hey, how's it going?
Not good
Oh yeah, I'll say.)