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I wish I was) |
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That guy you could take to meet ya parents |
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Appearance let alone would have me barred in a minute |
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Politickin wit ya pops have a talk over dinner? |
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Nah, drunk in the car and i wait till ya finish |
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Dont leave me out there too long gettin bored |
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Sittin in the drive way beepin the car horn |
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Your mothers in tears, i think ive upset her |
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And ya sister in your ear sayin you can do better |
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Then we off, drive on to the drive thru |
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6 pack, jacks, gin, oh baby i love you |
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Meatloaf lover, there ain't nothin i won't do |
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Except that, scrap that, nah fuck that too |
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Far from thoughtful, as deep as a creek |
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Find me in the street, 10 deep with the creeps |
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Sneak in while you sleep, slide up in your sheets |
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Arrested in second coz you moved last week |
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(I WISH I WERE) |
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THAT STAND UP CITIZEN |
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ROLE MODEL FOR CHILDREN |
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POSTER BOY FOR THE INNOCENT |
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BUT I'm LIKE |
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Got them, beer goggles roy orbison |
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On the bar like an ornament, next round, order em |
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Bar staff avoidin him last round i slaughtered em |
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And im sittin on the stool like busted accordion |
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Talk to this broad like im charming as fuck |
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But whats coming out is whats comin' up |
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I thought i was in the zone, but i was in a state |
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And does the drink still count if it just went in my face? |
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Move on, to the next possibilities |
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Walk across the room to the best of my abilities |
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Literally run into this thing from the Philippines |
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19, fillin up a B cup, she feelin me |
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She grabbin my hand tries to walk to the dance floor |
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Im like nah girl, what the fuck ya wanna dance for? |
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Fred astaire im not, you got ya wires crossed |
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Ill be at the bar when ya ready with a couple of shots |
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I WISH I WERE THAT GUY |
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WERE THAT TYPE |
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WERE THAT NICE |
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2 BUT I WISH YOU WOULDN'T WHINE |
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ALL THE TIME, THEN WE'D BE FINE |
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No License, but drunk enough to drive |
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50cent style, shots, yep i took nine |
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Something seems to be wrong with my spine |
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Because im crawlin, but im certain i can walk a straight line, if tried |
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So i stood up, yep flat on my back |
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Wanna walk the line but im no johnny cash |
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And if somebody asks you dont know where i am |
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Coz I left the bar man with a 500 tab |
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So long, catch me if you can |
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Maybe next week when i forget and comeback |
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But i left the scene, i jumped in a cab |
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When this joint stops im the ginger bread man |
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Usain bolt when the cab pull up |
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Wheels spin and the car backin up |
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Im good for 10 meters, no stamina |
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Damn the poor lungs can't stand the gut |
