| I think it’s morning, my town is waking up
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| already sunday night
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| I’m still up in here, still sippin' on champagne
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| The music feels so loud
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| Got nothing left to say, I’m all clubbed out
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| We’ve been to every spot up in this town
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| And now we’re here again, this' where it always ends
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| I love it, won’t pretend, but I gotta go
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| Hey, mister dj, turn the music down
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| One last slowdance, and I’ll by your last round
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| Baby, get your jacket, kiss your girls goodbye
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| Ain’t no after party this time, we’re leaving you and I
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| (Goodbye)
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| My glass is empty, except for the melted ice
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| Now everybody’s gone
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| And in the corner, somebody making out
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| Don’t know the light is on (o-o-oh)
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| Got nothing left to say, I’m all clubbed out
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| We’ve been to every spot up in this town
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| And now we’re here again, this' where it always ends
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| I love it, won’t pretend, but I gotta go
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| Hey, mister dj, turn the music down
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| One last slowdance, and I’ll by your last round
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| Baby, get your jacket, kiss your girls goodbye
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| Ain’t no after party this time, we’re leaving you and I
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| This is curtain fall, I don’t hurt at all
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| Every heart some, even this one
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| This is where it stops, I done seen enough
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| All the pretty girls, all set and done
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| (But you know I’ll be back, right?)
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| Hey, mister dj, turn the music down
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| One last slowdance, and I’ll by your last round
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| Baby, get your jacket, kiss your girls goodbye
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| Ain’t no after party this time, we’re leaving you and I |