| Well it’s midnight, damn right
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| We’re wound up to tight
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| I’ve got a fist full of whiskey
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| 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’ll going til the world stops turning
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| While we burn it to the ground tonight
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| We’re screaming like demons
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| And swinging from the ceiling
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| I got a fistful of fifities
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| Tequila just hit me
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| We got no class no taste
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| No shirt and shit faced
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| We got’em 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’ll going til the world stops turning
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| While we burn it to the ground tonight
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| Ticking like a time bomb
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| Drinking til the night’s gone
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| Get your hands off of this glass
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| Last call my ass
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| No chains no lock and this drain 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 |
| Drink everything in sight
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| We’ll going til the world stops turning
|
| While we burn it to the ground tonight
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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’ll going til the world stops turning
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| While we burn it to the ground tonight |