| I was out drinkin' with my buddies
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| Right after work, boots still muddy.
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| Did a shot then we shot the breeze,
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| Shot some pool, like we always do.
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| Everybody buyin' everybody rounds.
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| I didn’t wanna be rude and turn 'em down.
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| Buzz on after 2 or 3, or maybe 3 or 4.
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| Didn’t count no more 'cuz,
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| I was just there to drink
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| I was just minding my own bui-yee-i-isness
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| Can I get a wi-I-i-I-i-itness
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| I was just partyin' on,
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| Swear I wasn’t doin' nothin' wrong.
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| Just kissed a waitress on the mouth,
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| Then the big bad bouncer threw me out.
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| Said he played defensive line
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| For Mississippi back in 1999
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| He didn’t seem that scared of me,
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| When I showed a few, of my karr-até moves (hi-ya)
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| I’m not sure how far I travelled
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| Just know I landed face first in the gravel.
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| Got up and kicked him in the pork-n-beans
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| Dusted off and then, I ran right back in 'cuz
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| I was just there to drink
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| I was just minding my own bui-yee-i-isness
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| Can I get a wi-I-i-I-i-itness
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| I was just partyin' on,
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| Climbed up on the bar to sing my song,
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| Jumped off and surfed across the crowd,
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| Then the big bad bouncer threw me out.
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| I was just there to drink
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| I was just minding my own bui-yee-i-isness
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| Can I get a wi-I-i-I-i-itness
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| I was just partyin' on,
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| Swear I wasn’t doin nothin wrong.
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| Just kissed another waitress on the mouth,
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| Jumped off the bar, surfed across crowd,
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| If I wadn’t busy drinkin' woulda taken him down,
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| But the big bad bouncer threw me out.
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| «He better be glad I was in a good mood»
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| «Yeah I’ll let it slide this time» |