What I Got (Clean) - Bret Michaels

Early in the morning, risin' to the street

Light me up that cigarette and I’ll strap shoes on my feet

Got to find a reason, a 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 fucking riot

Well, life is too short, so love the one you got

'Cause you might get run over or you might get shot

Never start no static I just get it off my chest

Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest

Take a small example, take a t-t-tip from me

Take all of your money, give it all to charity

Love is what I got, it’s within my reach

And the Sublime style’s still straight from Long Beach

It all comes back to you, you’ll finally 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’ll feel it when the dance gets hot

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

Lovin', is what I got, I remember that

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

Lovin', is what I got, I got

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’s all the same

Livin' with Louie dog’s the only way to stay sane

Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me

'Cause lovin', is what I got, I said remember that

Lovin', is what I got, I remember that

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

Lovin', is what I got, I got, I got, I got