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This is where the party ends |
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I can't stand here listening to you |
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And your racist friend |
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I know politics bore you |
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But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you |
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And your racist friend |
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It was the loveliest party that I've ever attended |
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If anything was broken |
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I'm sure it could be mended |
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My head can't tolerate this bobbing and pretending |
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Listen to some bullet-head |
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And the madness that he's saying. |
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This is where the party ends |
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I'll just sit here wondering how you |
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Can stand by your racist friend |
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I know politics bore you |
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But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you |
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You and your racist friend |
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This is where the party ends |
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I can't stand here listening to you |
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And your racist friend |
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I know politics bore you |
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But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you |
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And your racist friend |
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Out from the kitchen |
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To the bedroom to the hallway |
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Your friend apologizes, he could see it my way |
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He let the contents of the bottle do the thinking |
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Can't shake the devil's hand |
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And say you're only kidding |
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This is where the party ends |
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I can't stand here listening to you |
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And your racist friend |
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I know politics bore you |
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But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you |
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And your racist friend |
