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Well it's midnight, damn right, we're wound up tootightI've got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bitmeooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhthat shit makes me bat shit crazywe've got no fear, no doubt, all in balls outWe're going off tonightto kick out every lightto get anything that we wantTo drink everything in sightWe're going till the world stops turningwhile we burn it to the ground tonightooooohhhhhhhwe're screaming like demons, swinging from the ceilingI got a fist full of fifties, the tequilia just hit meooooohhhhhwe got no class, no taste, no shirt, and shit facedwe got it lined up, shot down, firing back straightcrownWe're going off tonightto kick out every lightto get anything that we wantTo drink everything in sightWe're going till the world stops turningwhile we burn it to the ground tonightooooohhhhhhhticking like a time bomb, drinking till the nightsgonewell get you hands off of this glass, last call my assweeelllll no chain, no lock, and this train won't stopwe got no friend, no tab, all in balls outWe're going off tonightto kick out every lightto get anything that we wantTo drink everything in sightWe're going till the world stops turningwhile we burn it to the ground tonightooooohhhhhhhWe're going off tonightto kick out every lightto get anyything that we wantTo drink everything in sightWe're going till the world stops turningwhile we burn it to the ground tonight
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