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If you fear, my dear, the end is near, |
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Please do check your frontal hemisphere. |
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Bitty chicky peeps the sky will fall |
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You should sense |
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I've guessed it just won't end at all. |
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It's hard to keep from hoarding |
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When you wake up |
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Monday morning |
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In your life with no end in sight, |
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You thought you'd die on |
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Friday night. |
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Everybody, please keep trying, |
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Trying to party like it's 1999. |
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Even though we've got so much time |
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We need to spend it like it's 1999. |
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If you wish to close the bar tonight, |
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Brace yourself 'cause there's no end in sight. |
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You can't pace yourself and you can't take it slow, |
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You have to drink it dry before this place is gonna close. |
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It's hard to keep on spending |
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Every night like your life is ending |
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When every night there's another there |
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Wearing you down with the moonlight's stare. |
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Everybody, please keep trying, |
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Trying to party like it's 1999. |
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Even though we've got so much time |
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We gotta spend it like it's 1999.19991999's alright. |
