Halfway home
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Halfway home
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We're halfway home
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Halfway home
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So how come when you hit up a party when you get there you see that it's full of bums?
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And how come when you finally talk to the girl you find out that she ain't no fun?
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So now I sit with my friend and I'm drunk in his car and he's patiently driving me home.
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And his night sucked too, his girl's off to college broke him off and he liked her too.
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Me and my friend,
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We've been through a lot.
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And I don't see
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Us ever being stopped.
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See we know...
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Were almost home.
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Halfway home
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Halfway home
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We're halfway home
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Halfway home
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So now us two sit in silence only car on the street
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playing tracks we know we'll both like.
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I stare out the window.
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I stare at the lights.
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And I don't know what life is doing.
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And I don't know what I'm doing next year.
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I don't know why I cant get a date.
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I don't know what's a good career.
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But I do know this,
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Tonight went wrong.
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And me and my friend,
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We'll get along.
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So neither of us know,
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But we're almost home.
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Halfway home
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Halfway home
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We're halfway home
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Halfway home
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The party was like everything.
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It could have been fun but I messed it up.
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So I stand alone, I sip much faster, and get way too drunk.
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Looks like I'll never know...
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But we're almost home.
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Halfway home
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Halfway home
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We're halfway home
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Halfway home
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Halfway Home
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| Big D And The Kids Table |
