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One two three four |
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Another night, out on the street |
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Stopping for my usual seat |
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Oh, bartender please |
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Tanqueray and tonic's my favorite drink |
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I don't like anything colored pink |
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That just stinks, it's not for me |
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It feels like somebody put something |
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Somebody put something in [Incomprehensible] |
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Somebody put something |
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Somebody put something |
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Blurred vision and dirty thoughts |
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Feel out place |
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Very distraught, feel somethin' comin' on, yea |
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Well, I kick the jukebox, slam the floor |
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Drink, drink, drink, drink some more |
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I can't think |
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Hey, what's in this drink? |
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Yea, somebody put something in |
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Something in my drink |
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Somebody put something |
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Something in my drink |
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Somebody put something |
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Somebody put something in my drink |
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Somebody put something |
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In my drink |
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Oh, in my drink |
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In my drink |
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Oh, in my drink |
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Oh, yea |
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Oh, so you think it's funny |
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A college prank |
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Goin' insane for something to drink |
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I feel a little dry, yea |
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And I couldn't care what you think of me |
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Somebody put something in my drink |
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I can't think |
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Hey, give me a fuckin' drink |
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Somebody put something in |
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Something in my drink |
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Somebody put something |
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Something in my drink |
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Somebody put something |
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Somebody put something in my drink |
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Somebody put something |
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Oh, in my drink |
