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Sunday At Eleven
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Dead Night
I'm falling out your room and I'm 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 doesn't matter cause it must have been a damn good night
oh my morals crawlin' on the floor on fire, on the scene it's all too late
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com my buddy says she dumped me caus I was puckin' on her skirt my fuckin' new tuxedo still layin' in the dirt my sister got so pissed cause her guinney-pig got fried doesn't matter cause it must have been a damn good night
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