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I've more New Year's behind me now that I have gotten old My next one's in the tropics I just don't like the cold I used to party hearty I wouldn't get back home till five Now, I pass out on the sofa My wife checks if I'm alive I remember I went drinking I got drunk riding the bus When I told my friends the story they said, dude, that wasn't us I told them yes it was, We all stayed out till late They informed me of my error I had passed out just past eight New Years was Lombardo New Years...it was **** Clark Two giants of the evening Two men who left their mark Now, incentive to stay up till twelve To see who will Jenny McCarthy kiss well, I liked her better as a playmate now, I couldn't give a **** The morning will still get here Whether I stay up, or not New Year's eve is nothing special I spend it with my wife (she's hot) We cuddle on the sofa Fall asleep as if on cue With our tray half full of finger foods We're asleep by ten, not two I wish you Happy New Year's My best wishes all are sent If you stay awake past midnight Call, and tell me how it went.
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Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 9:20 PM UTC
New Year's Eve ritual