(Connolly/Priest/Scott/Tucker)
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Well it's friday night
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And I need a fight
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And if she don't spread
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I'm gonna bust her head
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The guy's gone mad
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'Cause his chicks been had
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But what can we do
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When there's four of you
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Sweet f.a. - never gonna make it
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Sweet f.a. - people think we fake it
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Sweet f.a. - now we're gonna take it
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Sweet f.a.
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Try to pull me out
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Like a roustabout
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Gonna spend my bread
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Then I'll kick your head
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You're just my size
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But if you're so wise
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See the chick in black
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Maybe she'll come back
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Sweet f.a. - never gonna make it
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Sweet f.a. - people think we fake it
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Sweet f.a. - now we're gonna take it
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Sweet f.a.
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Yeah, the hurstle's now
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Really nice somehow
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See the street car scene
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From the black limousine
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Shout it out
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Let it all hang out
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But you won't get rough
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'Cause it's all a bluff
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Sweet f.a. - never gonna make it
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Sweet f.a. - people think we fake it
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Sweet f.a. - now we're gonna take it
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Sweet f.a.
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Sweet F.A.
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| Sweet |
