Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah ... Three sheets to the wind Two days without sleep The boy cut loose one night And drove up to Dawson Creek Took up with a dancer That liked the way he smiled The boy kinda slid through the cracks for awhile {Don't like bein' told what to do} Crazy Murphy Never lived up to his name 'Til somebody tried to interfere with his game Turned all the lights out Laid him in the aisle Murphy's doing time down in Kingston for awhile {Don't like bein' told what to do}
{Don't like bein' told what to do} {Don't like bein' told what to do} Never say "how high" Don't take any stick But never think you're winning with that old disappearing trick When the world starts going sideways And you start going, too Hold your ground, keep your head up And do what you wanna do {Don't like bein' told what to do} {Don't like bein' told what to do} {Don't like bein' told what to do} {Don't like bein' told what to do} Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah