Sunday At Eleven
dead night
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Sunday At Eleven
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Dead Night
Iâm falling out your room
and Iâm looking like a wreck
her bloody-red blured lipstick
all over my wet neck
had an eight-hour-blackout
looks like I got in a fight
doesnât matter cause
it must have been a
damn good night
oh my morals
crawlinâ on the floor
on fire, on the scene
itâs all too late
my buddy says she dumped me
caus I was puckinâ
on her skirt
my fuckinâ new tuxedo
still layinâ in the dirt
my sister got so pissed
cause her guinney-pig got fried
doesnât matter cause
it must have been a
damn good night
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