It's already four and we're here
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Windows half-closed on helpless roads
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And so, Saturday's gone like this too
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We drank, danced, someone scored
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The dumbest got smacked and his face looks like this
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Hard shadows, fit for the hour
Meanwhile the car stereo plays
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And we pound our feet even more
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Till the beat keeps going we'll make it to morning
Holding ourselves up with
And God help whoever wakes us
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As usual there's the one who
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Never holds his liquor so we gotta pull over
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Tailgating a soft wake
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A tempting strip, so welcoming
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We lose our breath and whatever happens, happens
And the speakers are crammed
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The sounds are violent but
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It's that we've still got plenty of gas
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One does the drums, the other the guitar
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You bass, keyboards, me voice
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The playback idiots make
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And God help whoever wakes us
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And God help whoever wakes us