| 6 o clock in the mornin'. |
| heh
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| Get outta bed
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| Take a swig off that bottle of vodka I tried to finish off this mornin' man
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| I was pissed as a fart
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| Yeah so what did I do, chucked the bitch out from the night before dint I?
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| Open the door, I forgot to take a shower but it don’t matter anyway
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| I love that smell of sex
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| So I thought I’d follow that smell down to the beach
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| N' on my way mate, you should a seen the babes
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| What all ova the place
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| Left, right
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| And in the middle
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| It was wicked
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| In the distance I could hear this beat sort of
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| Buildin' up
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| In the background people screamin' at the tops of their voices
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| It was an amazin' feelin'
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| The sun was shinin'
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| It was shinin' so fuckin' bright I had to put my sunglasses on dint I?
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| Yeh, so
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| Yeh so that was the way it was on that
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| Sunny
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| Little
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| Morning
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| I entered the center of the hullamaboo
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| Those people were gettin' down man!
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| They were movin' their bodies
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| There were so many gyrating bodies, getting down
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| And they were getting down
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| To that phat dope shit
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| Oh yeah, I’ve had some of that
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| So I thought «right it’s time to go home»
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| But on the way I nick a bottle of vodka off somebody innit?
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| Yeah. |
| take the taste away of all the sweet shit I had the evenin' before
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| So I did
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| And as I was going to the bar
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| To nick the splash
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| This baby grabbed me between the legs
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| And pulled me back on to the dance floor
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| Cause she wanted me and only me
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| To get down with her
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| To that phat dope shit |