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So I wonder what she would ever think |
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If she knew about my favorite drink |
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This is what she said You Wacko |
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Save your words I allready know |
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So beutiful this frozen Gin |
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We smoked a Pin and fell to sin |
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This is what she said You Wacko |
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Save your words I allready know |
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And so we start to flow |
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And every time I order Gin |
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I shake it cold then I let her I let her in |
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And if you ask don't wonder why |
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Frozen drinks makes young boys cry |
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How come I chose to walk away |
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When those few drinks they made my day |
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This is what she said You Wacko |
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Save your words I allready know |
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And so we start to flow |
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And every time I order Gin |
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I shake it cold then I let her I let her in |
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And if you ask don't wonder why |
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Frozen drinks makes young boys cry |
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I gues it is not enough |
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For a thirsty boy to drink that tough |
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Favorite drinks they come and go |
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That's what father always tolded me so |
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What do you do when the drink's no good for you |
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And you got to throw it all away. |
