Took the 79 a fridaynight
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With a sixpack of beer and a bottle of wine
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It was nine o'clock and I felt fine
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Gonna meet the band and get drunk
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Stepped out of the bus and looked around
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There stood B-boy and Johan
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They were drinking beer in the sun
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Erik was at the bar
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Another night in town
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B-boys fooling around
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All the shallowed people got us bored
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And the cops were shouting - Beat the poor
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Two hours 'til midnight, next stop was
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The Royal Pub where all the rudekids rock
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Erik, the cellblock rebel stood ouside
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Tried to charm a rudegirl with a skanking tune
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She said - Alright, wanna come inside
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So he left us that fridaynight
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The 79
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| Blisterhead |
