| Ha ha x 6
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| Come on
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| Ha ha
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| Here we are
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| It’s friday night and i’m alone,
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| The stars are out and i’m at home.
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| Feel like I’m coming alive,
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| See the knuckles turning white.
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| It’s Friday night and none’s home, home,
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| All in the city alone, lone,
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| Fell like a carnivore tonight,
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| Strap it up and tike a ride, ride.
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| Round and round she goes
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| And where she stops none knows
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| And round and round she goes
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| And where she stops none knows, knows
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| Keep it coming on, feel it coming on
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| feel it coming on, feel it coming on yeah
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| feel it coming on, feel it coming on yeah
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| feel it coming on, feel it coming on yeah
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| I got your money,
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| Woohoo
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| I got your money,
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| Woohoo
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| I treat you honey,
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| Woohoo
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| I give you her for debt.
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| I got your sugar,
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| I’ll be your hooker,
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| I give you her for debt.
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| Saturday night Im fucking stoned, stoned
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| While other fuckers got their jobs, jobs
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| While on the freeway gona blow, blow
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| The red lights saying go, go
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| Saturday night Im fucking gone, gone
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| And all my friends are saying down, down
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| The worlds faster when your strong, strong
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| You’ll push your pows saying wow, wow, woooow
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| I got your money
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on
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| I treat you honey
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on
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| I got your money
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| Hold on, hold on
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| Woohoo
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| I got your money,
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| Woohoo
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| I treat you honey,
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| Woohoo
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| I give you her for debt.
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| I got your sugar,
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| I’ll be your hooker,
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| I give you her for debt.
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| Woohoo.
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| I got your money.
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| I treat you honey.
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| I give you her for debt…
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| I give you her for debt…
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| Hold on.
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| Hold on.
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| Hold on.
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| Coming down now…
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| Wahoo,
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| It’s Sunday morning I was young,
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| How did I end up in this room.
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| I’m in a bed that isn’t mine,
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| The walls are closing in tight, tight.
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| It’s Sunday morning I was young, young,
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| Your voice is like a sonic boom, boom.
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| Well round and round she goes, goes,
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| And where she stops none knows, knows.
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| Round and round she goes,
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| And where she stops none knows.
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| And round and round she goes,
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| And where she stops none knows, knows. |