| 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 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 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 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 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 |