[Verse 1]
When you lay off your liquor you get in a rut
And forget the fun you had missed for years
Then it touches your lips and you go off your nut
Like a dame who hasn’t been kissed for years
You feel the world go drifting by as if you’re on a boat
And every time you drink some rye to keep the boat afloat
A small but red-hot butterfly flutters down your throat

[Chorus 1]
It feels good, not good like something sweet
Not good like something beautiful, but good like something strong
It feels right, not right like right or left
But right like in an argument the other guy is wrong
It feels good
It feels good

[Verse 2]
It feels good to feel high, high above a world
Of weasels and their lousy weasel talk
A good drink and you’ll fly over all the things
That frighten all the little jerks who walk

[Chorus 2]
It feels good, not good like something sweet
Not good like something beautiful, but good like something strong
You feel smart, not smart like smarty-pants
But smart like find out the truth like someone bangs a gong
[Bridge]
And that gong is the signal that the roads all clear
With no one and nothing in the world to fear
The limit for you is the sky
And you’re a hell of a guy
And if you feel like breaking up a certain place
Or you feel like pushing in a certain face
You are the bozo who can
You’re a hell of a man
It feels good
It feels good

It feels good

[Chorus 3]
It feels right, not right like right or left
But right like in an argument the other guy is wrong
It feels good
It feels good

[Outro]
When you lay off your liquor you get in a rut
And forget the fun you had missed for years