| You go squeeze in your dress, and go strap on your boots
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| I’m gonna sharpen my nails and primp up real cute
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| I’m gonna smoke up a storm and step into the night
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| I’m getting ready to burn, i’m getting ready to fly
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| I said a, hey, are you shooting to kill
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| Hey, would i tell you a lie
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| We’ll be slamming tequilas, popping hydrogen
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| And lose the coils and the kinks that are wrecking my life
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| Give me a drink, don’t be talking so much, you’re a pain in the butt
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| How can i think when you puke up your guts, i’ll be juiced on this stuff
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| We’ll be wired all night
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| We hit the high life
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| We’ll be wired all night
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| We hit the high life
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| Watch me now
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| You blew a jelly-face joe, pedro the pimp
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| I’m as hard as a brick, hope i never go limp
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| Is the earthquake shaking, is there gonna be war
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| Tell the national guard to mind the grocery store
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| I said, hey, and i don’t give a hoot
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| Hey, i need some earthly delights
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| I’ll be drowning my sorrows, banging my box
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| 'til the sirens start singing and i’m ready to fly
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| Give me a drink, don’t be talking so much, you’re a pain in the butt
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| How can i think when you puke up your guts, i’ll be juiced on this stuff
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| We’ll be wired all night
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| We hit the high life
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| We’ll be wired all night
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| We hit the high life
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| Give me a drink, don’t be talking so much, you’re a pain
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| In the butt
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| How can i think when you puke up your guts, i’ll be juiced
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| On this stuff
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| I’ll be kicked in the nuts
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| We’ll be wired all night
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| We hit the high life
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| We’ll be wired all night
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| We hit the high life |