Damn Good Mates

You’re drivin' back home down Route 56
You almost hit a roo and you end up in a ditch
You can’t pull forward and you can’t back out
You’re sittin' there thinkin' whatcha gonna do now
You’d be a little nervous if a cop showed up
'Cause you drank a little maybe just a little too much
Waitin' on a tow truck takes too long
It’s two in the mornin', who you gonna call
Mates damn good mates
Half an hour later they’re pullin' you out
You know the ones I’m talkin' about
Mates, damn good mates
You can count 'em all on one of your hands
Got a hundred friends
A couple of damn good mates
So you’re all shootin' pool on a Saturday night
This little brunette keeps givin' you the eye
So you buy her a drink, and before too long
You’re out on the floor in the middle of a song
Well, about that time her ex shows up
Starin' you down, gettin' all bowed up
He’s a big ol' jacked up S.O.B
That’s alright he’s about to meet your
Mates damn good mates
A few seconds later he’s startin' to see
It ain’t one on one it’s one on three
Mates damn good mates
They do it for you 'cause you’d do it for them
You got a hundred friends
And a couple of damn good mates
They’re there even when you don’t see 'em as much
'Cause you moved away or you fell in love
But they’re wearin' a tux when you’re sayin' your vows
And if you crash and burn you can crash on their couch
Mates damn good mates
They love you like a brother there ain’t no doubt
You know the ones I’m talkin' about
Mates damn good mates
You can count 'em all on one of your hands
Got a hundred friends
And a couple of damn good mates
Oh, damn good mates