Some have already grazed, we are staying for now
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Long live 100 years, so yes we last
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You and I, dude, have known each other since elementary school
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And a lot of times we got drunk together
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So I would like to confess something to you on this occasion
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Everyone sometimes breaks down, but like no one else
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You get stuck on the flat and tangle your tongue
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I kept you in the middle of the bar when you were rigorous
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You need a little, and take care of yourself quickly
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Tonight I won't take you out of shit
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But drink a little, whatever you want
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Only please don't argue with anyone
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And don't scold anyone
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Well, motherfucker, we're not kids anymore
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Let's do shit when we kill 2 kids
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And then tomorrow no one remembers anything
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But go wash, let it go for a while
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Because the woes begin when the thick ones stop
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Someone knows the limit and how much he likes it
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And let me ask you what you drink when it hurts
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And always when you drink the same thing happens
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It hits you in the brain, you don't care what you say
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You're fucking around, so whoever breaks you
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Disoriented bothers what you drink when it hurts
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They all ran away, you walk like a zombie
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Dead already at 10, we drank until 3
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He headed for the room, fell asleep in the hallway
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He ironed on the goods you drink when it hurts
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Cheers toast society
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All of us who drink with gusto
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It doesn't matter who wakes up in the morning
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He who does not drink is an ordinary curtain
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When a woman is waiting and when she is obligated
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It doesn't really matter at the moment
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An appetizer was chopped in the middle of the table
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Let the alcohol start to cut
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Everyone around us is fleeing widely
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One has already been hung over a chair
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And a new debut has been passed
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Here are the festivities for the master of skill
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Dude, where are you going? |
the evening has just begun
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Isn't it that you're going home?
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You say you're almost concrete
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I see you're already kissing the floor
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You know our pace and capacity
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Lift your ass as you crawl like a child
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New tour what are you going to drink?
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Us too, you can't
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He spat out your toilet and sled
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Just when it's time to write
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What's next is where he'll fall asleep
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And then he won't know the way home |