You know, just the other morning, I was hanging around in my house.   I had that new book with pictures of Madonna naked...I was checking it out.   Just then a friend of mine came through the door   Said she'd never picked me for a scumbag before   Said she didn't ever want to see me anymore   And I still don't know why.      I think I'm an alright guy.   I think I'm an alright guy.   I just wanna live until I gotta die.   I know I ain't perfect, but God knows, I try.   I think I'm an alright guy.   I think I'm alright.      Now maybe I'm dirty, and maybe I smoke a little dope.   It ain't like I'm going on TV and tearing pictures of the pope.   I know I get wild and I know I get drunk.   But it ain't like I gotta bunch of bodies in my trunk.   My old man used to call me a no-good punk   And I still don't know why.      I think I'm an alright guy.   I think I'm an alright guy.   I just wanna live until I gotta die.   I know I ain't perfect, but God knows, I try.   I think I'm an alright guy.   I think I'm alright.   I think I'm alright; hell yeah!      You know, just the other night, these cops pulled me over outside a bar.   They turned on their lights, and ordered me outta my car.   And I was only kidding when I called 'em a coupla dicks,   But still they made me do the Stupid Human Tricks,   And now I'm stuck in this jail with a bunch of dumb hicks   And I still don't know why.      I think I'm an alright guy.   I think I'm an alright guy.   I just wanna live until I gotta die.   I know I ain't perfect, but God knows, I try.   I think I'm an alright guy.   I think I'm alright.   I think I'm an alright guy.   I think I'm alright   You know, I think I'm an alright guy...I really do; I'm alright!