Lyrics of I like it

I'm not done yet
120 soaking wet
A little piece of home
To hang your head upon
I like it

We've reached the middle somehow
Move onwards to the end, i'll get up when i'm ready
A little piece of home
To hang your head upon
I like it

Called me a soldier
And now they're passing me around
Wait 'till i'm older
Find me lying face down
A little piece of home
To hang your head upon
I like it