| Ecstasy… in the air
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| I don’t care
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| can’t tell me nothing
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| I’m impaired
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| the worst for wear
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| 'Cause…
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| (Let the champagne smash, let the man get cash.)
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| (Let the champagne smash, let the man get cash.)
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb…
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| Can’t you say…
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| Ain’t it clear, I don’t care
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| Get closer to me…
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| If you dare
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| I double dare
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| 'Cause…
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| (Let the champagne smash, let the man get cash.)
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| (Let the champagne smash, let the man get cash.)
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb…
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| I’m plastered (dry wall)
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| Look me in my eyeball
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| Do I look high? |
| No.
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| I love the way you lie girl, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Come here dear, I’m trying to get closer to you
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| I’m motioning you to pull over boo
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| I’m the siren at your ear, ear
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| I’m the butt police, and I’m looking at your rear, rear, rear
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| But odds are I’mma end up in the back of a squad car
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| By the end of tonight
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| I’m a rock star, get your wind up
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| It’s attack of the Oddball
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| Homie can you show me where the gosh darn bath salts are
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| 'Cause I’m sick of sniffing asphalt
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| Every thought scarred, got my pants off
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| At the crosswalk in suspenders
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| And I can’t feel my lips 'cause
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| (Let the champagne smash, let the man get cash.)
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb
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| (Let the champagne smash, let the man get cash.)
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| I’m going numb, I’m going numb |