| Last fucking call, time for one more beer
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| We don’t have to go home but we just can’t stay here
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| Last fucking call, time to pay your tab
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| It’s the part of the night that always makes me sad
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| Last fucking call, here we go again
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| We’re drunk as fuck at the bar at 3am
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| Last fucking call and the lights are on
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| But that sure as fuck don’t mean that the night is done
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| Everyone’s falling down
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| Passing one more shot around
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| 'Cause we’re not ready to go home
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| Somebody tell me where
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| The after party’s at and I’ll be there
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| Ready to drink them all
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| It’s last fucking call, time to find your friends
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| And figure out how the fuck this night will end
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| Last fucking call might be your last chance
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| To convince that girl to let you get in her pants
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| Everyone’s stumbling
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| One more round of shots again
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| 'Cause we’re not ready to go home
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| Somebody tell me where
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| The after party’s at and I’ll be there
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| Ready to drink them all
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| Now it’s time to hit the road
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| Ten and two with one eye closed
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| Swerve in and out of lines
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| You know we had the best of times
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| Last fucking call, time for one more beer
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| We don’t have to go home but we just can’t stay here
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| Last fucking call, time to pay your tab
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| It’s the part of the night that always makes me sad
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| Everyone’s falling down
|
| Passing one more shot around
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| 'Cause we’re not ready to go home
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| Somebody tell me where
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| The after party’s at and I’ll be there
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| Ready to drink them all
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| It’s last fucking call |