| I know that you like to go out drinking
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| And you love to have a good time
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| You came in when I was drinking coffee
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| Having breakfast on a bad night
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| I won’t interrogate you and I never will berate you
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| But your light’s on
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| From where you’ve been
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| Lost weekend
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| What’s that look on your face
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| It must have been the walk of shame
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| Your eyes are all red, get ready for bed
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| Your hair’s all over the place
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| And look what the cat dragged in
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| Don’t you call me a friend
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| Get out of my house with your dirty old mouth
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| Take yourself out again
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| Look what the cat dragged in
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| Yeah, you take it right out again
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| Yeah, look what the cat dragged in
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| Yeah, take it right out again
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| Looking at the sunday papers up what all the ladies did was so quiet
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| Checking what was going on in Syria and Lebanon
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| A bad pride, bad bribe
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| I’m going to criticize you and I hate to ostracize you
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| What a bad night
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| Where you’ve been
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| Lost weekend
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| You look like a tumble of spades
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| It must get a horrible taste
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| You look like a fucker, Sergeant Pepper
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| Are you going to throw up all over my face
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| Look what the cat dragged in
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| Take it right out again
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| Get out of my house with your dirty old mouth
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| Take it right out again
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| Look what the cat dragged in
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| Yeah, never do that my friend
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| Yeah, look what the cat dragged in
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| Look what the cat, look what the cat, look what the cat dragged in |