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Finally this week is through, What is there to do? I think I will hit a party or two. Ready to get turnt up, Grab a red solo cup, Sure as hell won't throw up. *** ***** Beer, Wait is that Everclear? It's about to get crazy in here! Mixing ***** with tea, Oh **** gotta *** Hey, hold this for me? Walk into the hall, Trying not to fall, Let me hold onto the wall. Make my way to the dance floor, All the boys lookin' to score, Tryin' not to be a ***** 2 am time to go, Probably should've said no, But home with him I go. You call from out of the blue, I was tryin' to forget you, The only way I knew how to.
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Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 11:02 PM UTC
Drunk.
Finally this week is through, What is there to do? I think I will hit a party or two. Ready to get turnt up, Grab a red solo cup, Sure as hell won't throw up. *** ***** Beer, Wait is that Everclear? It's about to get crazy in here! Mixing ***** with tea, Oh **** gotta *** Hey, hold this for me? Walk into the hall, Trying not to fall, Let me hold onto the wall. Make my way to the dance floor, All the boys lookin' to score, Tryin' not to be a ***** 2 am time to go, Probably should've said no, But home with him I go. You call from out of the blue, I was tryin' to forget you, The only way I knew how to.
heather-rice
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Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 11:02 PM UTC
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