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DurtE! DurtE! I got this hospital bracelet on And now, all my taste is gone We must have partied 'til the break of dawn But man, I should have stayed at home Only way I know to go is go hard I ought to be ashamed, but man, I love bars And all the good folks, and all the great drinks You probably disagree But I give a damn what you think Now, I lost a lot of girls from drinking too much So, girl don't have a cow, we're moving on up To a lit-up stage, singing for a few bucks And it's okay if I get shitty drunk I'm on that onomatopoeia I don't want no more tequila I'ma knock you out your feelers If you don't know where my Jeep is I was only creeping, and now, I'm off the deep end And what's so bad? Sit right back, and now, let got this tipping I couldn't tell you how I got here But I know I had a hell of a time while I found my way Ain't no way I'm gonna stop here Blackin' out while I'm cruising through Space Clear the runway, I'm coming in hot Crash landing is the only way I couldn't tell you how I got here Autopilot must have saved the day Hey, flight control What we doing? Where's the party? Only got a couple of days before this weekend's gone I'm trying to raise some hell Ain't no way, I'm gonna drink in moderation Boy, this plane's going down blazing If you're scared, then, grab that chute and save yourself No doubt, I look like an asshole in the AM 'Cause I passed out and never came in But my woman made sure I made it home, okay And when the cops knock on the window And I'm three sheets to the wind Woke up, hammered, this is all that I could say I couldn't tell you how I got here But I know I had a hell of a time while I found my way Ain't no way I'm gonna stop here Blackin' out while I'm cruising through Space Clear the Runway, I'm coming in hot Crash landing is the only way I couldn't tell you how I got here Autopilot must have saved the day I couldn't tell you how I got here But I know I had a hell of a time while I found my way Ain't no way I'm gonna stop here Blackin' out while I'm cruising through space Clear the runway, I'm coming in hot Crash landing is the only way I couldn't tell you how I got here Autopilot must have saved the day Yeah, tell me how I got here Autopilot must have saved the day
Writer(s): Brian King, Clay Sharpe, James Elliot, James Frederic Elliot, Wesley Breit, Wesley David Breit Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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