| In the world, there’s a lot of lonely girls
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| Who am I to deny 'em? |
| So I think I’ll try 'em
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| And some of these girlies is cuties too
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| And some of these cuties look just like you
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| But there’s some I do and some I don’t
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| If I have me a few, she’s what I want
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| And my eyes can’t see what’s wrong
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| I take another couple shots and we gone
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| Beer goggles got me getting at her
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| Maybe it’s the liquor that made me get at her
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| If I have one more cup
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| I’m a try to come see what’s up (What's up?) (Alright!)
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| Beer goggles got me getting at her
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| Maybe it’s the liquor that made me get at her
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| If I take one more sip
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| Baby, guess who you’re goin' with (Kali Baby!)
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| Ooh, ugly, yeah, she’s lookin' ugly
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| Before you take a drink
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| Pop that bubbly, she’ll be lookin' lovely
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| 'Fore you can even blink
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| Sprite, lemon, and a couple women
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| Add a little Hennessey
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| You might not be the right one
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| But tonight, baby, you can pretend to be
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| Slizzur, slizzur, must been a mix-up, mix-up
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| How did we get twisted? |
| Shit, last night you was cold as blizzard, blizzard
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| Not as cold as my shoulder, woke up and looked over, whoa!
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| Um, the cold rum mixed with Coke somehow set me up with a fe-fi-fo-fum
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| The beer goggles turned you into a fierce model
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| From a deer with no eyes, I-have-no-idea model, tears
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| What have I done? |
| What if in 9 months…
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| I can’t think that into existence, I’m a leave here and never mention…
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| anything |