We got, we got
We got nothing to celebrate
The hell, the hell
The hell that I won't celebrate
Let's pop some champagne and drink anyway
Cause damn it feels good, damn it feels good now

Oh I want you
And I need you and I miss you so bad girl
We can get drunk and we can go somewhere, nowhere, anywhere out of mind
These days, they seem to be fleeting
So let's blow, some dough

We got, we got
We got nothing to celebrate
The hell, the hell
The hell that I won't celebrate
Let's pop some champagne and drink anyway
Cause damn it feels good
Damn it feels good now

Oh, i love it
It feels so good cause i can't feel anything at all
I'm so drunken
I can't think anything so i feel so good now
And my words they keep on repeating, oh no, oh no

We got, we got
We got nothing to celebrate
The hell, the hell
The hell that I won't celebrate
Let's pop some champagne and drink anyway
Cause damn it feels good, damn it feels good now

I just feel better when I'm drunk
An anarchist, cold floor
Man, I'm so drunk drunk drunk drunk

We got, we got
We got nothing to celebrate
The hell, the hell
The hell that i won't celebrate
Let's pop some champagne and drink anyway
Cause damn it feels good, damn it feels good now