It's a tired act
It ain't going to make the night
Parties winding down
Well is running dry
A lot of people think
They can't be depressed
Trying so hard
They just end up drunk
Let's party everyday
Shaded by our shame
Seasoned by our lies
More haggered by the hour
This is a party song
But I don't want you to sing along
I'd rather you just shut up
And get the fuck out of my house

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