| It was my first time in California
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| It was like '09 or thereabouts
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| Little did I know what was round the corner
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| Now i’m on my back I’m freaking out
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| ‘Cause these playing cards had bad intentions
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| And the little green man sat on my cup
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| So desperate for that good impression
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| I fucked it up
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| And I woke up in a hospital bed
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| Let me off the second time
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| With a brace round my neck and a pain in my head
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| Lady luck’s no friend of mine
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| As i lay on the ground covered in blood
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| Safe and sound or stuck in the mud
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| Lack of pills made me sweat mixed with words that she said
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| All just pains that relate to the scars of the summer
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| Today I woke up after 9 with something not quite right
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| Crazy lack of appetite
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| Hazy eyes
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| The walls all white
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| Theres nothing I remember from mid June to late September
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| She claimed that she was present but I swear I never met her
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| She’s looking from above I thought my chance was done and dusted
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| Thought I bossed my first impression but the doctor said I fucked it
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| And I woke up in a hospital bed
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| Let me off the second time
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| With a brace round my neck and a pain in my head
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| Lady luck’s no friend of mine
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| As i lay on the ground covered in blood
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| Safe and sound or stuck in the mud
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| Lack of pills made me sweat mixed with words that she said
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| All just pains that relate to the scars of the summer
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| Woke up in a hospital bed mixed with the words that she said |