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It's okay |
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I'm good |
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Let's go |
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Yeah (yeah), we bring the stars out |
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We bring the women and the cars and the cards out |
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Let's have a toast a celebration get a glass out |
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And we can do this until we pass out |
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(So) let it rain |
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Let it pour away |
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We won't come down |
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Until we hit the ground and pass out |
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Yeah, yeah, I'm in charge now |
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I'm a star and I bought my fucking cast out |
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I live a very, very, very wild lifestyle |
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Heidi and Audrina eat your heart out |
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I used to listen to "You don't wanna bring arms house" |
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I got so many clothes I keep 'em in my aunt's house |
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Disturbing London, bab,y we about to branch out |
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Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles' child, yeah |
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Yeah, yeah, and there ain't nobody fresher |
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Semester to semester, ravin' with the freshers |
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Twenty lightbulbs around my table and my dresser |
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CLC Kompressor, just in case that don't impress her |
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Say hello to Dexter, say hello to Uncle Fester |
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Got them gazing at my necklace and my crazy sun protectors |
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G Shocks, I got a crazy Don collection |
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Haters, I can't fuckin' hear your reception |
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Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out |
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We bring the women and the cars and the cards out |
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Let's have a toast, a celebration, get a glass out |
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And we can do this until we pass out |
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(So) let it rain |
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Let it pour away |
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We won't come down |
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Until we hit the ground and pass out |
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Yeah, they say hello, they say hola, and they say bonjour |
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I'm pissed I never got to fly on a concord |
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I been South Hampton but I've never been to Scunthorpe |
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I'm fucking crazy with the kicks, call me Jean Claude |
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About to be a bigger star than my mum thought |
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'Cause every day I got a groupie at my front door |
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Now I drive past the bus I used to run for |
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Where's my fucking clap, where's my encore? |
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I walk alone 'cause I was born alone |
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I chirpse her just for fun, I never ever call her phone |
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I leave her in the club, I never ever walk her home |
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D, you're the fucking foundation, I'm the cornerstone |
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I'm born famous, I'm sorta known |
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If you son doesn't, I bet your daughter knows |
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Check out my visual, check out my audio |
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Extraordinary, yo, hope you enjoyed the show |
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Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out |
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We bring the women and the cars and the cards out |
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Let's have a toast, a celebration, get a glass out |
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And we can do this until we pass out |
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(So) let it rain |
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Let it pour away |
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We won't come down |
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Until we hit the ground and pass out |
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Whoa, whoa |
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Uh, look at me, I been a cheeky bastard, man, I'm |
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Look at all the drama started, now I'm |
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In here laying on my back |
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Saying, "DJ, won't you gimme one more track?" |
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I'll apologize for tonight, tomorrow morning |
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(So) let it rain |
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Let it pour away |
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We won't come down |
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Until we hit the ground and pass out |
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(So) let it rain |
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Let it pour away |
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We won't come down |
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Until we hit the ground and pass out |
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Pass out |
