| I’m walking in, and greeted with a smile
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| I keep my bottle to my chest
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| I know you, and them and she is fine
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| I might offer her the rest
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| Scan the crowd
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| Every face in a quite familiar place
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| Tomorrow’s free and so are drinks
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| As far as I know
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| I hope, at least, till the end
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| You’re surrounded by your friends
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| And they all know, that you’re all right
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| The things they do won’t really concern you
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| You’re better off to just have a blast
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| Oh the shoulder that you got the last
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| Oh the comfort
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| So close to your home
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| That it hurts
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| Not a hundred yards from work
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| Everything all around
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| And still familiar
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| In the end, you’re surrounded by your friends
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| In the end, you’re surrounded by your friends
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| I hope that they heard what you spoke
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| Before a hundred bones all broke
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| What’d he say what he’d seen
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| Boy I’m afraid that
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| I hope at least in the end
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| You’re surrounded by your friends
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| They all know that you were right
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| You’re surrounded by your friends
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| In the end, you’re surrounded by your friends |