All my friends are coming round tonight
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And they know what to do
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They¡¯re gonna hang out on the corner
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They mean shit
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It¡¯s gonna be a long long friday
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we¡¯ll be rolling up the sleeves
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Kicking dirt around the sidewalks
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waiting for our luck to turn
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I think we¡¯re goin round
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To a revved up sound
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We¡¯re goin round and round and round
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we¡¯re goin round and round
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We¡¯re goin round and round and round,
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and it¡¯s never getting better
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Come on and knock me down
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To get me back on my feet
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Kick that can right over baby down here on the street
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Pass that bottle to me brother give me what you got
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I am sorry what I said about your mother oh no I¡¯m not
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We¡¯re goin round and round and round
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we¡¯re goin round and round
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We¡¯re goin round and round and round,
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and it¡¯s never getting better
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All we ever hear is the same old sound
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We¡¯re goin round and round and round,
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but we¡¯re doing it together
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(repeat chorus)
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Round And Round
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Gluecifer |