| For The Good Times |
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| Wake up in a bathroom and I don’t know where I am |
| Bottles are covering the ground |
| Memories come creeping crawling into my head |
| I stand up and start to smile |
| Burning up the hours |
| We partied through the night |
| Booze was flowing like water |
| It was all for the good times |
| Someone hands me Smirnoff |
| as I’m Pounding back the Jack |
| Chase it down with Captain party time |
| They say the weed is good so I put them to the test |
| It’s all a blur from there |
