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Lyrics courtesy of Meisje |
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2: 29, last call |
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Drink 'em or lose 'em, we're grabbin' 'em all |
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I got a cab but no friends in the world |
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Won't you come home with me, I love you girl. |
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We'll watch the posters spin on the ceiling |
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We'll get disgusting then we'll share this feeling |
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'Cause you gotta try, you gotta try when it's 2: 29 |
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I'll try, you gotta try when it's 2: 29 |
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She's gotta go, it's been a long night |
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Something is starting to not feel right, |
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Perfectly normal when he started out |
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Why can't she just tell him off and ignore his pout? |
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He's got a wrist band, and a disorder |
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Blocking the exit with the drink he poured her |
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'Cause you gotta try, you gotta try when it's 2: 29 |
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I'll try, you gotta try when it's 2: 29 |
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Just in time for 2: 29... |
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It's closing time |
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It's 2: 20, 2: 29 |
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He wants a guest star |
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For something bizarre |
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Mentally underpar |
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Why is his fly ajar |
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And in the whole bar |
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She had to catch his eye |
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And it happens every time |
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'Cause you gotta try, you gotta try when it's 2: 29 |
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I'll try, you gotta try when it's 2: 29 |
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Just in time for 2: 29 |
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It's closing time |
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It's 2: 20, 2: 29 |