| 2:29, last call
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| Drink 'em or lose 'em, we’re grabbin' 'em all
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| I got a cab but no friends in the world
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| Won’t you come home with me, I love you girl
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| We’ll watch the posters spin on the ceiling
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| We’ll get disgusting then we’ll share this feeling
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| 'Cause you gotta try, you gotta try when it’s 2:29
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| I’ll try, you gotta try when it’s 2:29
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| She’s gotta go, it’s been a long night
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| Something is starting to not feel right
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| Perfectly normal when he started out
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| Why can’t she just tell him off and ignore his pout?
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| He’s got a wrist band, and a disorder
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| Blocking the exit with the drink he poured her
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| 'Cause you gotta try, you gotta try when it’s 2:29
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| I’ll try, you gotta try when it’s 2:29
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| Just in time for 2:29…
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| It’s closing time
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| It’s 2:20, 2:29
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| He wants a guest star
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| For something bizarre
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| Mentally underpar
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| Why is his fly ajar
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| And in the whole bar
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| She had to catch his eye
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| And it happens every time
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| 'Cause you gotta try, you gotta try when it’s 2:29
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| I’ll try, you gotta try when it’s 2:29
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| Just in time for 2:29
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| It’s closing time
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| It’s 2:20, 2:29 |