| It’s Saturday night, I’m feeling on song
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| I think I’m alright, I know I’m all wrong
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| The drink that I had, three hours ago
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| Has been joined by fourteen others in a steady flow
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| So let me walk straight, don’t let me feel pain
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| I’m gonna scratch cars, with my key again
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| Cause when I go home, and fall on my bed
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| If it doesn’t leave my stomach, it’ll split my head
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| Cause when I go home, and fall on my bed
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| If it doesn’t leave my stomach, it’ll split my head
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| It’s Saturday night, I’m feeling on song
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| I think I’m alright, I know I’m all wrong
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| The drink that I had, three hours ago
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| Has been joined by fourteen others in a steady flow |