| I know I promised I’d write you a love song
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| But instead I just wrote you a drunk song
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| Because love is pathetic
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| but seventy proof is no less than poetic
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| You look your best when my vision is blurry
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| that’s not what I meant I can’t keep from slurring
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| Because love is emetic
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| but not if you bought me a shot and I hit it
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| Drink 'till you’re crazy
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| Dance 'till you’re sick
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| Take off your bra
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| Give it to the 'stick
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| Drink 'till your’re crazy
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| Dance 'till you’re sick
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| Acknowledge the dumb
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| Give in to the 'stick
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| I can’t see, now I have to pee
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| and I can’t count to three
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| but I can count to JAGERMEISTER!
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| YEAH!
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| Chug! |
| Chug! |
| Chug!
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| Chug! |
| Chug! |
| Chug!
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| Chug! |
| Chug! |
| Chug!
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| Chug! |
| Chug my Jagermeister!
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| Chug! |
| Chug! |
| Chug!
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| Chug! |
| Chug! |
| Chug!
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| Chug! |
| Chug! |
| Chug!
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| Chug! |
| Chug my Jagermeister!
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| Chug! |
| Chug! |
| Chug!
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| Chug! |
| Chug! |
| Chug!
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| Chug! |
| Chug! |
| Chug!
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| Chug! |
| Chug my JAGERMEISTER!!!
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| WHEW!
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| Drink 'till you’re crazy
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| Dance 'till you’re sick
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| Take off your bra
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| Give it to the 'stick
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| Drink 'till you’re crazy
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| Dance 'till you’re sick
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| Acknowledge the dumb
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| Give in to the 'stick |