Clothes Off

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Big D And The Kids Table - Rock

Clothes Off

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Eight bucks and a PBR, a rude boy knows the score Lay me down the tap and let the fun juice pour One shot, two shot, three shot, floor I think I fell in love with you When you dragged me out the door Where the hell's our mates man? Man I don't know Where's your bag and hat? What is going on? You helped me take all of my clothes off Yah I love you, yah I really do You cleaned up all my throw up You saved me when my mind was mush What a nice thing to do Everybody's fucked off But no not you Do you really need some help boy? Yah, I think I do You helped me take all of my clothes off Yah I love you, yah I really do You saved me when my mind was mush What I nice thing to do Screaming at a base head rude boy gets stabbed That's when you jumped in, touch your man and you get mad One punch, two punch, three punch, slab I think I fell in love with you when you threw me in a cab Where the hell's your mates man? We were drinking at the show Where are they now? Man I don't know

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