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come gather round me people, here's a story you never heard
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'bout me and my friends and some things that occured
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we thought we'd get some money, we thought that we might go
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spend a weekend pleasant down in Mexico
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I was workin at McDonalds, doin' the latenight run
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when a car pulled up the drive thru and pointed out a gun
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said give us all your money and three big macs to go
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I stuffed them all in a bag and I ducked down below
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well the boss got angry when he found out I didn't call the police
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I guess I was kinda nervous, there was a warrant out on me
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concernin' some jaywalkin tickets I couldn't afford to pay
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needless to say I got the axe that same day
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well me bein' outta work just then I didn't wanna go home
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my mom said if I lost this job I'd have to go out on my own
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so I went over to Dave's house and got really stoned
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called up some girls but none o' them were home
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Steve came over and he brought some alcohol
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we're all gettin really depressed just starin' at the wall
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thought we'd get some money, we thought that we might go
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spend a weekend pleasant down in Mexico
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Steve's dad had a huntin' rifle and we went and picked it up
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and we stopped into the 7-11 to try our luck
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we raised up that huntin' rifle but the counter guy just laughed
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as he pulled out an uzi we turned and hauled ass
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we were runnin so fast 'til we came to the McDonalds where I used to work
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we walked up to the drive thru and gave my boss a jerk
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said give us all your money and three big macs to go
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and suck on this you weasel we're goin to Mexico
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down south we all got really wasted, Dave got a case of the runs
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we're all really hungover and gettin low on funds
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Dave and Steve called their parents and took the bus back home
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me, I got a job at McDonalds down in Mexico
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Mexico
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