Early in the mornin' rising to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I'll strap shoes on my feet
Got to find the reason, reason things went wrong
Got to find the reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmatian and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin' riot

Well, life is too short so love the one you got
'Cause you might get run over or ya might get shot
Never start static I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with my bullet proof vest

Take a small example... a ti-ti-tip from me
Take all of your money and give it to charity
Life is what I got it's with in my reach
And the Sublime style still straight from Long Beach

It all comes back to you your gonna get what you deserve
Try and test that, you're bound to get served
Love's what I got don't start a riot you feel it
When the dance gets hot..hot

Lovin' is what I got I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got I said remember that

Why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock

Fuckin' and fightin' it it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dogs' the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin' let the lovin' come back to me

Lovin' is what I got I said remember that [Repeat: x7]
Lovin' is what I got I got I got I got
Turn off that broth...so that's..see but..no we're done man

Writer : BRADLEY NOWELL, ERIC WILSON, FLOYD GAUGH, LINDON ROBERTS
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, UNIVERSAL MUSIC-CAREERS