| So here we are again when the lights go on
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| Another ending to a night of Irish Car Bombs
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| Lots of drinks yet too many to remember
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| I was gettin hooked up and my friend was the bartender
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| Just, playing pool and DJng on the jutebox
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| Tom Bany, Steve Miller, Snoop Dogg, and Pac,.
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| People spillin their guts like they’re just spit hogs
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| But that’s what happens when you mis pain and alcohol
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| Let’s put some money up and make a little side wager
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| 8 ball best out of 5 with just a little paper
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| It’s always fun to put at least a dollar on it
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| And if you win make sure your victory is always honest
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| Yea
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| (Hook:)
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| You never know when your gonna lose
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| And you never know when your gonna win
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| (You never know, you never know)
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| Take a look around 360 views at tonight when it’s about to end
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| (Tonight when it’s about to end)
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| You ain’t gotta go home but you gotta get to gettin on outta here
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| (Get to gettin on outa here)
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| So when the waitress comes around make sure that you order up another beer
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| (Another one, another one)
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| When the music stops and the lights go down
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| And she calls for a final round
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| Closin Time
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| When the feelings right in the dead of night
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| At home in a sleepy town
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| Closin Time
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| It’s closin time turnin off the sign
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| Makin toast to the ones above
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| Closin Time
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| We drink Moonshine and we walk the line
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| It’s a party in every life
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| Closin Time
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| (Dirtball:)
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| How’s it goin friend why don’t you come on in
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| The weather’s lookin schisty the same for many men
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| Please pull a chair, closer here, order up a cocktail
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| Whipe away the day with the Whiskey and (?)
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| So all hail to the bartenders tending
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| For taking all the pain away and not defending
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| The reasons why I be drinkin a cold one
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| My favorite watering hole is holdin my home
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| My life my problems are one in the same
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| When the clock strikes 2 that’s the end of the game
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| Back to reality the root of the cons
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| Became face to face are always because of the lungs
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| And when the sign’s back on I’d be back in the mix
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| It’s a Bloddy Mary mornin I’m gettin my fix
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| As the last call approaches
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| I fire up the roaches
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| And order all my good friends a one last round
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| When the music stops and the lights go down
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| And she calls for a final round
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| Closin Time
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| When the feelings right in the dead of night
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| At home in a sleepy town
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| Closin Time
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| It’s closin time turnin off the sign
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| Makin toast to the ones above
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| Closin Time
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| We drink Moonshine and we walk the line
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| It’s a party in every life
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| Closin Time
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| (Daddy X:)
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| Shut em down! |
| Shut em, Shut em down!
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| Bottoms up, Closin Time, One last round
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| We stumbling, fumbling throwin the net
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| Jivin for the finish threw some wink at cats
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| Bottle after bottle, Dive after dive
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| This kid got loud so I socked him in the eye
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| Cracked him in the jaw
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| Left, right, Combo!
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| Put him on the floor play his ass like a bongo
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| (?) threw us outside
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| Kottonmouth Kings Now we baned for life
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| But that’s alright
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| You know how we role
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| We got more DUI’s than the highway patrol
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| When the music stops and the lights go down
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| And she calls for a final round
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| Closin Time
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| When the feelings right in the dead of night
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| At home in a sleepy town
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| Closin Time
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| It’s closin time turnin off the sign
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| Makin toast to the ones above
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| Closin Time
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| We drink Moonshine and we walk the line
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| It’s a party in every life
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| Closin Time
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| Walk in the room the whole place stops and looks at me
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| Cats from the other side recognize my tats
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| What’s up with that?
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| I see whispering
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| Must be that crown on my neck I wreck that 'H' on my back
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| Right into the bar people lookin I’m a star
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| Right into the bar time to get some alcohol
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| Right into the bar while I slip into my zone
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| I got to get a shot of (?) that Patron
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| So hey bartender we got to keep em movin
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| Anybody wants a drink say you better get to missin
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| Me I’m in a hurry cause I want another shot
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| Plus I wanna get blitzed get ahead to smoke some pot
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| This life I chose late nights and long roads
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| Half hours in the dark my joint stay spark
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| I’m baggin bunddles
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| Health is key
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| Cause I chase these dreams in this concrete jungle
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| When the music stops and the lights go down
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| And she calls for a final round
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| Closin Time
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| When the feelings right in the dead of night
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| At home in a sleepy town
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| Closin Time
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| It’s closin time turnin off the sign
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| Makin toast to the ones above
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| Closin Time
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| We drink Moonshine and we walk the line
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| It’s a party in every life
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| Closin Time |