| This party isn’t working, oh no
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| Yeah, we need to find days like we used to
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| Living off a shoe string
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| Never, never knew what the night would bring
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| Now you look like you’ve been up for days
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| People walk in then they fall out
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| There’s really not much
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| To shout about
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| Still you rack 'em up, knock 'em back
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| Line 'em up, put 'em down
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| Have a little taste, then you look about
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| Yeah, you rack 'em up, knock 'em back
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| Line 'em up, put 'em down
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| Have a little taste, then you figure out
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| And it all comes out
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| And you say I just can’t get there, no more
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| So tell me which way’s out
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| Ah, you say I just can’t get there, no more
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| So tell me which way is out
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| And I put your picture right up on my wall
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| Said show me how to walk
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| Show me how to talk
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| Show me how to be a man
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| Well, That’s all I need
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| And I really put all my faith in you
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| But then you left her right there
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| At the top of the stairs
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| With her mind half gone
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| And you never even cared, no
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| Still you rack 'em up, knock 'em back
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| Line 'em up, put 'em down
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| Have a little taste, then you look about
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| Yeah, you rack 'em up, knock 'em back
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| Line 'em up, put 'em down
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| Have a little taste, then you figure out
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| And it all comes out
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| And you say I just can’t get there, no more
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| So tell me which way is out
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| You say I just can’t get there, no more
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| So tell me which way is out
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| Tell me which way is out
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| Tell me which way is out
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| Tell me which way
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| I never know
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| I never know
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| I never know
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| I never know |