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Hey!! |
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Let's go |
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I was driving down the interstate |
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Looking for a getaway from all the killjoy jobs. |
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And I know how every single song |
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Goes DJ turn the volume up let's get on the dance floor |
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And it's a bore and it's rerun I've heard before on the last song. |
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They're scraping from the bottom of the barrel |
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For a new improved original that no ones heard before. |
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Another party jam everybody's getting out of hand, out of hand. |
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Another wasted youth falling on the floor, |
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Crawling out the door just slipping away. |
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Show time the party scene is filing in looking |
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For a hideaway from all the deadbeats clones. |
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And I know how every single night |
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Goes crash out on the balcony tearing up the front lawn. |
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And its a bore it's a rerun I've seen before every weekend |
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And they're scraping from the bottom of the barrel |
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For a new improved original that no ones heard before. |
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Another party jam everybody's getting out of hand, out of hand. |
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Another wasted youth falling on the floor |
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Crawling out the door just slipping away. |
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We're slipping, just slipping away, |
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We're wasting just wasting our days. |
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Another party jam everybody's getting out of hand, out of hand. |
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Another wasted youth falling on the floor, |
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Crawling out the door just slipping away. |
