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Party Party Hard With Me

Party party hard with me

Party party hard with me

Party party hard with me

Let's pretend that life is free

I go from hand to foot

And foot in mouth

When I'm skint

I mope about

I hate to think

I'm missing out

On acting like

A fucking lout

Party with me, party hard

Be a Friday night retard

Party slow or party fast

Party till you're in rehab

Pay day bender

Qu'elle Suprise

Something's gotta

Motivate me

Mine's a pint

Of gasoline

Fill me up

I'm a dream machine

This bar's crap

Lets grab some stash

I need to feel

A heart attack

I'm sweating from

My dick's bell-end

Or have I pissed

Myself again?

Party with me, party hard

Be a Friday night retard

Party slow or party fast

Party till you're in rehab

Night bus flies

In the fast lane

Survivors fight

And try to blame

One bad pint

Or one bad grain

For the reason

They feel lame

Then I think of

The cash I've blown

As I creaky walk

My long way home

It's not remorse

That brings me down

But fucking work

Has come back round

So

Party with me, party hard

Be a Friday night retard

Party slow or party fast

Party till you're in rehab

Party party hard with me

Party party hard with me

Party party hard with me

Let's pretend that life is free

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