Hello six pack of confidence
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Been so many nights
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since we first met
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Glad to see you've brought
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all your friends
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For another night of
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plastic cup politics
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Hello Mr. Six Pack of confidence
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I'm glad to see you've already met
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Ms. Twelve ounces of loneliness
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And Mr. Plastic cup politics
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I see you're under the influence
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Of warm beer and the comfort of
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all your friends
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And I see that Mr. Loud Mouth
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has had his forty ounce
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And will pass out
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I have no doubt
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So drop your plastic cup and
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clear your clouded heads
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I keep asking myself if they realize
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That their fears are really just the
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same as mine
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Do they know all their insecurities
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Are the same ones that are inside of me
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As people come and go
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Do they know they're really not alone?
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And the life of the party just left
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I guess I couldn't cure his emptiness
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Like all the rest
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So drop your plastic cups and clear
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your clouded heads
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Here we are, another wasted night and
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I am right along side
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of forty sets of bloodshot eyes
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And plastic smiles miles wide match
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plastic cups we'll leave behind
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It's just another night of
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plastic cup politics
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So drop your empty cups and clear
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your clouded heads
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Plastic Cup Politics
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Less Than Jake |