I’m dying tomorrow
This house, this street, chicago
I’m dying tomorrow
Did i do it right
Did i remember to sleep in
Take lots of pills
Commit irreversible sins
Did i at least try to kiss the prettiest girl
At the right time
Did i remember to keep your beer as full as mine
Did i remember to say cheers
Did i rat least try to make sure everybody had a good time
Had the best time
Did i remember to stay up late
Drinking for the fun
Singing for the taste
Did i run outside to kiss the rain
Under electrical skies
I’m dying tomorrow
This house, this street, chicago
I’m dying tomorrow
Did i do it right