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Lucky Boys Confusion Throwing The Game Saturday Night As usual I’m late, what’s the difference I see the same faces My attitude is plain, just the same as the vibe in this place is I’m shaking hands and smiling, lying, about where I’ve been lately The tensions multiplying and I’m dying to leave It’s Saturday night and the party’s crawling Did you hear the ringing the bottles calling Week after week this is where I’m ending up It’s Saturday night I’m already stumbling Some guys are outside being loud and rumbling Third weekend in a row that we’ve broken up I’m quickly loosing interest I really hope I find it This room is like a bottle it’s never full enough These rumors start to fly, spreading lies which alcohol induces I’m sick and tired of waiting, your out of beer and I’m out of excuses Are you checking what you’re starting, I beg your pardon What to do you got up your sleeve The queen of melodrama and I’m dying to leave I got dem disease of overanylization It’s making hard to hold a conversation People step, expecting proclamations But I’m saying it, but I’m saying it with an exclamation This ain’t my scene and it’s Saturday night I’m going to the reggae bar they got it going on Don’t believe rumors you’ve heard Till you see me dropping the word, right It’s Saturday night and the bottles calling |
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