Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
And I've been looking for someone to put up 
with my bullshit
I can't even leave my bedroom so I keep pouring
And I ain't seen a light of day since, well, 
that's not important
It's been long
And I was feeling Whitney, me and my homies 
sip Houston
Cars and clothes, thought I was winning
You knew I was losing
You told me to wake up, oh, my clock always 
stays on snooze
I'm done
To each their own and find peace in knowing
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
Show no emotion, against your coding
Just act as hard as you can
You don't need a friend
Boy, you're the man
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
And I've been looking for someone that I can buy 
my drugs from
It seems like every plug ran east to Utah, 
became Mormons 
Drought comes around, feels like I have no 
one to depend on
Sober, ugh
I had 80 beers on Tuesday night, I had nothing 
to do with it
I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune
And lit a cigarette, stepped out the door, had 
an appearance
Drank more
To each their own and find peace in knowing
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
Show no emotion, against your coding
Just act as hard as you can
You don't need a friend
Boy, you're the man
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh


 Songwriters: Andrew Wotman / Austin Richard Post
Feeling Whitney lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing 
Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group