| Walked up to the bar with fist full long day,
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| Walked away, with a little less pay check,
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| Smiling, cause it’s Friday night,
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| Pretty dang soon I’ll be feeling just right.
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| Gotta pocket full of quarters just
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| to slide em in the jukebox,
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| Got an itching for some Diffy and some Kershaw,
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| So prop me up if I die,
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| Tonight I’m going out Cadillac style.
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| I’ll be buzz buzz buzzin like a neon sign,
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| Chug chugga lugging, like a rocky mountain tree ride,
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| Rolling like banjo swaying like campo, getting sours like a chevy on a dirt
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| road,
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| I’m a 747 about to fly,
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| Buzz buzz buzzing like a neon sign.
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| I wanna dance till the dust falls off my boots,
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| Shake shaking that workweek blues,
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| Making good times, so get in my box,
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| Let em go from my head to my toes.
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| I’ll be buzz buzz buzzin like a neon sign,
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| Chug chugga lugging, like a rocky mountain tree ride,
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| Rolling like banjo swaying like campo, getting sours like a chevy on a dirt
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| road,
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| I’m a 747 about to fly,
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| Buzz buzz buzzing like a neon sign.
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| Oh I know you better than,
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| A bunch of friends,
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| Laughing, singing and acting like a fool,
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| Breaking down and getting loose.
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| I’ll be buzz buzz buzzin like a neon sign,
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| Chug chugga lugging, like a rocky mountain tree ride,
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| Rolling like banjo swaying like campo, getting sours like a chevy on a dirt
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| road,
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| I’m a 747 about to fly,
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| Buzz buzz buzzing like a neon sign.
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| Buzz buzz buzzing
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| Buzz buzz buzzing |