Lyrics:

Gas, cash, grass
Nobody rides for free
E-Z Pass
Is getting us from A-to-B
You can kiss my ass
Unless you're gonna pay my lease
Oh this hourglass
Is giving us the third degree

And if you make me late tonight
It's the last time I'm giving you a ride
Find another friend to provide
It won't be me

I guess I really shouldn't mind
Cuz the truth is that I love to drive
My Civic from 95
The manual makes me feel alive
But it's hard to be the person who
Is always designated driver too
So I'm gonna bring these bars to you
To you

Don't you really hate friends who don't pay their way?
It just ain't right
Saying "Dude,
I promise that I'll pay you soon
Just gimme a ride."
Don't you really hate friends who don't pay their way?
It just ain't right
Saying "Dude,
I promise that I'll pay you soon
Just gimme a ride."

The car my friend claims he's got
He says is always in the shop
I bet you money that it's not
Unless he is an astronaut
Because it's been like this for months
I guess I should be nutting up
To cut him off completely cuz
Mooching's all he does

Don't you really hate friends who don't pay their way?
It just ain't right
Saying "Dude,
I promise that I'll pay you soon
Just gimme a ride."
Don't you really hate friends who don't pay their way?
It just ain't right
Saying "Dude,
I promise that I'll pay you soon
Just gimme a ride."

Bad news, my Honda Civic died
When I plowed into another guy
My insurance hardly paid a dime
Well, my friend got back his old Corvette
And I don't have a new car yet
But I swear I won't forget

I don't have cash
I don't have grass
Or gas and I won't pay ass
But I'll get him back, I swear

Don't you really hate friends who don't pay their way?
It just ain't right
Saying "Dude,
I promise that I'll pay you soon
Just gimme a ride."
Don't you really hate friends who don't pay their way?
It just ain't right
Saying "Dude,
I promise that I'll pay you soon
Just gimme a ride."