This high endurance
I'm feeling tonight,
It's all cause the pills and all the bright lights.
My filter-tipped buddies.
My good pal, the booze.
With friends like these with me, man how could I lose?

Good friends and bandmates.
It's a synonym.
Aw, they're not my good friends. Yeah, f___ 'em.
I'm tired of their faces
And their juvinile ways.
One week to go babe and I'm counting the days.

I told you I'm coming
Home in a week.
These lips are planted like a champ upon your fair cheek.
In smokey old bars.
I'd rather be home with you babe lyin' under the stars.

I say bahamas
(And I say bahamas)
And I say pajamas
(And I say pirahnas)

I say patatoes
(And I say potatoes)
And I say tomatoes
(And I say shut the f___ up)

Let's call the whole
(Let's call the whole)
Let's call the whole
(Let's call the whole)
Let's call the whole thing off.

Let's call the whole
(Let's call the whole)
Let's call the whole
(Let's call the whole)
Let's call the whole thing off.

I say pa-pajamas
(And i say pa-pirahnas)

And I say good-night
(And I say bucket of peaches)

Bed-time stories were always great when I was a kid.
Grand-daddy always had some good ones.
My favorite was about the spandex warriors.
They had a battle cry...They..They flew a big Chevy across the plain.
Woooooo-Hoo. That was their battle cry.
SOme nights when the night..when the wind came I swear to God I heard a Woooooo-Hoo...Then I wet the bed.

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