| Never get to bed before sun up
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| Always get caught in the rain
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| Sometimes I might get in trouble
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| Never was one to complain
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| Now gentleman, you must agree
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| Ain’t it worth it when you’re out on cloud 33
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| To be stone cold sober again
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| Down in the alley again
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| Stone cold sober again
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| Never found a dime in a gutter
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| Always get my best friends drunk
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| If the pres’dent tries to call me
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| Say, «Rodney, come on over for lunch»
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| I’d say, «Gentlemen, excuse me please
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| But I’m busy with my buddies up on cloud 33»
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| Yeah, stone cold sober again
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| Down in the alley again
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| Stone cold sober again
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| Sunday is a drag, so forget it
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| Monday you can make up for that;
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| Tuesday, take a taste for dinner
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| If you’re alright, spend it in bed
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| But on Thursday prepare for your weekend
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| And let Friday disappear into Saturday mornin'
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| When you’re stone cold sober again
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| Down in the alley again
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| Stone cold sober again
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| Stone cold sober again
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| Down in the alley again
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| Stone cold sober again
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| I don’t mind stone cold sober again
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| Down in the alley again
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| Stone cold sober again |