Well, i met this girl on a
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Saturday night, saturday night
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Saturday night, saturday night
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Saturday night, saturday night
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She sat there all alone with that
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Shirley temple and a cellular phone
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No one to call
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No one to ring
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Cause no ones home
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The bartender knew her number and name
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I grabbed my cell phone and gave her a ring
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Wrong number
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Guess i've gotta do it the hard way
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I walked up to her having seen the future and said
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I'm sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
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I'm sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
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That wasn't me
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That was alter ego
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That wasn't me
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That was johnny rockets
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She was so confused
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From her point of view i would be confused too
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I was so rude
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What was i thinking?
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But, but she dug my hair and new suede shoes so much
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She dragged me straight, straight to her room
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And i was forgetting what i knew i would do
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Two hours later we lay on the bed and i said
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I'm sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
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I'm sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
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That wasn't me
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That was alter ego
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That wasn't me
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That was johnny rockets
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I'm sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell
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(i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry)
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I'm sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
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(i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry)
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That wasn't me
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That was alter ego
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That wasn't me
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That was johnny rockets
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I'm sorry, sorry for making your life
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I'm sorry, sorry for making your life
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I'm sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell
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Sorry Sorry
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| Rooney |
