| I show up, but it’s only part-time.
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| Still just a dirty animal like back
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| when we didn’t need no paychecks
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| and life wasn’t so complex.
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| I showed you what it meant to get drunk;
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| tried not to wake your parents up.
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| And we said white collars won’t be our bag
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| but this jukebox got no Black Flag.
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| Tilt your glass and we’ll drink the moment,
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| tomorrow’s coming; |
| it’ll find us won’t it.
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| If I’m running on tell me.
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| Climb the walls, look for lost convictions,
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| study my face I’m a contradiction.
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| Talk’s cheap whiskey’s not free.
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| We got one more round inside us.
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| This costume makes me itch.
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| Remember when we fished the docks preseason
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| and we shaved for no reason?
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| Used to try to make connections, now I won’t let them in.
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| Hey I miss Pam, 'cause man she didn’t make it;
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| you’re dealt a hand, you take it.
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| Next time, we can’t make it so long.
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| I’m gonna get straight,
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| I just wanna hear the song (yeah) before we go.
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| Tilt your glass and we’ll drink the moment,
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| tomorrow’s coming; |
| it’ll find us won’t it.
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| If I’m running on tell me |