| I know what’s to come
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| Though I’m feeling happy now
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| The knowing I’m drunk
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| Of ways of knowing it always lets me down
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| 'Cause I always stay too long
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| Long enough for something to go wrong
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| I’m in a brawl
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| 'Cause I won’t take your lying now
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| Writing’s on the wall
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| The police are on their way right now
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| 'Cause I always stay too long
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| Long enough for something to go wrong
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| Yeah, I always stay too long
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| Fair ladies better sing my
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| S-s-song
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| S-s-song
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| S-s-song
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| S-s-song
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| I’ve got my girlfriend ringing me
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| Belling me up
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| I know I should probably answer
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| But I just can’t be fucked
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| I’ve got my peeps then with me
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| And I’m having a blast
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| I’m feeling so fucking good right now
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| I want it to last
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| So I put my phone on silent
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| And I refill my glass
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| The music’s so fucking banging
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| Feel like I wanna dance
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| I’m at the bar and I see this chick
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| Checking me out
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| From afar, yeah, she wants my dick
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| There ain’t a doubt
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| She’s got a skirt so short
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| Make you drool from the mouth
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| Looking my way as if to say
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| I’m in with a shout
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| So I pull a chair over there
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| And buy her a drink,
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| She says, «Cheers» I say, «Yeah»
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| Our glasses go clink
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| Now I’m being bad in the car
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| Rubbing this girl
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| Once the cab is paid
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| We make our way up to the hotel
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| Now I’m in the lift getting lips
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| Go nice and slow
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| But do I care, do I fuck
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| Come on a roll, yo
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on,
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| Come on a roll, yo
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on a roll, yo
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| I’ve got my peeps then with me
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| At the bar doing shots
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| 'Cause now we’re so fucking plastered
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| We don’t know when to stop
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| I’ve got my girlfriend ringing me
|
| Belling me up
|
| I know I should probably answer
|
| But I just can’t be fucked
|
| I’ve got my peeps then with me
|
| And I’m having a blast
|
| I’m feeling so fucking good right now
|
| I want it to last
|
| So I put my phone on silent
|
| And I refill my glass
|
| The music’s so fucking banging
|
| Feel like I wanna dance
|
| I’m at the bar and I see this chick
|
| Checking me out
|
| From afar, yeah, she wants my dick
|
| There ain’t a doubt
|
| She’s got a skirt so short
|
| Make you drool from the mouth
|
| Looking my way as if to say
|
| I’m in with a shout
|
| So I pull a chair over there
|
| And buy her a drink,
|
| She says, «Cheers» I say, «Yeah»
|
| Our glasses go clink
|
| Now I’m being bad in the car
|
| Rubbing this girl
|
| Once the cab is paid
|
| We make our way up to the hotel
|
| Now I’m in the lift getting lips
|
| Go nice and slow
|
| But do I care, do I fuck
|
| Come on a roll, yo
|
| Come on, come on
|
| Come on, come on
|
| Come on, come on
|
| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on a roll, yo
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Come on a roll, yo
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Come on, come on |