| They say you can’t buy love, right?
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| I just saw some guy outside
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| Reckons he’s selling it for thirty bucks a piece
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| (Love is the drug) But anyway
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| It’s clock off time, and some Friday night decadence is heaven sent
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| Now your working week worries are irrelevant
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| To the task at hand, of the master plan
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| Of getting so far plastered you can hardly stand
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| Shit, I know it’s gross
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| You’ll still catch me at the bar with my glass steady getting comatose
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| And don’t front, I’ma see you there too
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| As all the thoughts of staying sober disappear into the awkward small talk
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| It’s crystal clear, even with the beer goggles
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| Is it half empty or half full when you’ve drunk the whole bottle? |
| (which is it?)
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| It’s no wonder, drunk girls make punch-drunk love confessions
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| Boys get drunk and throw punches
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| So let’s just all get bent, watch it unravel
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| Maybe that’ll break down the walls of makeup and dress sense
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| (What's your poison?) 'Cause it ain’t just booze these days
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| Shit, you can sniff, bong, smoke or munch your money away
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| Set your brain on fire chasing a chemical heaven
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| You look like shit but you never felt better
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| And shit, I hate dancing, more power to the wall flowers
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| But in nocturnal mode, it’s the main attraction
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| So from the house parties looking like a scene from «Kids»
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| To driving green Mitsubishi’s down the Kings Cross strip
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| Pour out a little liquor on the street
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| For all the nights that you passed out without brushing your teeth
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| We live the party life, so get drunk, take drugs
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| Make love, and we’ll do it all again tomorrow night 'cause
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| Rain, hail or shine these are the days of our lives
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| Let’s waste 'em away one day at a time
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| With that party life, so get drunk, take drugs
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| Make love, and we’ll do it all again tomorrow night 'cause
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| Rain, hail or shine these are the days of our lives
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| Let’s waste 'em away one day at a time
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| See it’s clock off time but my work has just begun
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| Two days off from real life, we gon' touch the sun
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| Party like we don’t trust the sun (ayy Solo?)
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| Now let me show 'em how the fuck it’s done
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| See where I’m from part of the weekend never dies, it just lays low
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| While we preoccupied with getting by, but
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| When it arrives we all getting live
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| All heading to the same place, whatever you ride
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| We living for the now, not concerned with the future
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| Kidding ourselves like we’re gonna slow down
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| But all this real life talk will only kill my buzz
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| So I put it to the back and slowly fill my cup
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| 'Cause I know reality, it can’t be faced when I’m high
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| That’s exactly why I got this bag of kush and some papers, let’s ride
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| Escaping through them late nights, trekking it home
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| To the unpleasant glow of daylight
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| These kids are dancing down the fine line between trendy and junky
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| And when the music stops, it gets ugly
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| Chemical romance, slow dance with heaven
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| Shit, I don’t like the drugs but they love me, trust me
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| Uh, pour me another, uh, maybe a couple more
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| So I can disconnect until all my troubles call
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| Remember all’s fair in love and warfare
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| Oh yeah, this is for my whole team of midnight juggernauts
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| We live the party life, so get drunk, take drugs
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| Make love, and we’ll do it all again tomorrow night 'cause
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| Rain, hail or shine these are the days of our lives
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| Let’s waste 'em away one day at a time
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| With that party life, so get drunk, take drugs
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| Make love, and we’ll do it all again tomorrow night 'cause
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| Rain, hail or shine these are the days of our lives
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| Let’s waste 'em away one day at a time
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| It’s like this city never sleeps, simply turns into a nightclub
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| Where your love ain’t as important as your money or your drugs
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| Here, try some, you only live once
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| But some of these people acting like their ship already sunk
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| So, let’s get it while we still forever young
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| Before the sun sets on yesterday’s buzz
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| Before adolescence catches up with what’s left of my lungs
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| Left wondering how it ever begun
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| In this world wide ashtray like any other Saturday
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| We got the social smokers in with the pack-a-days
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| I stay hammered straight with no chaser
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| Any other way, mate I wouldn’t have it
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| It’s like what goes up till gravity calls me |
| Back from cloud nine for the plunge
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| «And I hate all my friends 'cause all my friends are taking drugs»
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| But shit I’m guilty as charged so who the fuck am I to judge?
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| We live the party life, so get drunk, take drugs
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| Make love, and we’ll do it all again tomorrow night 'cause
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| Rain, hail or shine these are the days of our lives
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| Let’s waste 'em away one day at a time
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| With that party life, so get drunk, take drugs
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| Make love, and we’ll do it all again tomorrow night 'cause
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| Rain, hail or shine these are the days of our lives
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| Let’s waste 'em away one day at a time
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| «But all we wanna know is 'where the party at?'»
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| «Look, what do you got against me? |
| You been picking on me all night»
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| «You want me to tell you the truth?»
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| «Yeah sure, go ahead
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| «I don’t like the way you live»
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| «The way I live?»
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| «Yeah, I keep hoping I’m gonna run into something a little better»
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| «What kind of crap is this? |
| Who are you? |
| You ain’t any better than me»
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| «I guess you like the way everything’s going for you huh?»
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| «Well maybe I do. |
| Friday nights are pretty good, Saturday nights are better» |