I'm seeing the same thing everyday,
Drunk tough guys they all look the same,
Routines are about to fold,
Sob stories are getting old,
Sick and tired of exaggerations that please your narrow mind,

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I want a party thrown my way
80s music and a D.J.
Kids wearing Chucks that don't give a fuck about you
I want a party thrown my way
A clown and bounce house would be OK
So get up and dance with a girl who'll give no chance to you

I'm hearing the same thing everyday
Junior college ruts and raised trucks that look the same
Mom and dad have spoiled you
You punks need to get a clue
We won't be impressed by the amount of beer you drink

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