| We goin' out tomorrow, gonna do it right
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| Celebrate the fact that we’re still alive
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| In that case, we better make it tonight
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| I’ll drink for us all and you can drive
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| My mojo working, I paid my dues
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| I’m gonna break out my dancing shoes
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| I’m gonna do what I do best
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| I’m gonna spend my money till there’s nothing left
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| So bad
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| I’ve been so bad
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| I’ve been so bad
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| What the what happened to you last night?
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| Every bar in London had an old Joanna
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| And cats who could play rock and roll piano
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| No one cared a few teeth gone missing
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| Everybody got up to sing
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| Five string guitars and old skin drums
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| On a river boat shuffle, bunch-a drunken bums
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| No way of knowing when the temperature dropped
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| The moment was hot, there was no time to stop
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| So bad
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| We were so bad
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| We been so bad
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| What the what happened to you last night?
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| Long, tall, Sally and short, fat, Dave
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| Arms and legs going every-ways
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| They didn’t care about shape or size
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| The fever of love was in their eyes
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| Called every bad name under the sun
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| They did the same to us, we was just having fun
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| He went up and she went down
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| It didn’t really matter, they just went to town
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| So bad
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| They were so bad
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| They been so bad
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| What the what happened to you last night?
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| I was so bad
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| I been so bad
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| I been so bad
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| What the what happened to you last night? |