| Well it's midnight, damn right, we're wound up too tight
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| I've got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit me
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| That shit makes me bat shit crazy
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| We've got no fear, no doubt, all in balls out
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| We're going off tonight
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| To kick out every light
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| Take anything we want
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| Drink everything in sight
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| We're going 'til the world stops turning
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| While we burn it to the ground at night
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| We're screaming like demons, swinging from the ceiling
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| I got a fist full of fifties, tequila just hit me
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| We got no class, no taste, no shirt, and shit faced
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| We got it lined up, shot down, firing back straight crown
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| We're going off tonight
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| To kick out every light
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| Take anything we want
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| Drink everything in sight
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| We're going 'til the world stops turning
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| While we burn it to the ground at night
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| Ticking like a time bomb, drinking 'til the night's gone
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| Well get your hands off of this glass, last call my ass
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| Well no chain, no lock, and this train won't stop
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| We got no fear, no doubt, all in balls out
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| We're going off tonight
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| To kick out every light
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| Take anything we want
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| Drink everything in sight
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| We're going 'til the world stops turning
|
| While we burn it to the ground at night
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| We're going off tonight
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| To kick out every light
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| Take anything we want
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| Drink everything in sight
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| We're going 'til the world stops turning
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| While we burn it to the ground at night |