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I've been working my ass off all day long Just to sit in ten-mile traffic on my way home Between the BS and stress, man, the list goes on and on And on and on We all got too much on our plates There's only so much we can take till it breaks We all got drinkin' problems It's 'bout that time we get to workin' on 'em We'll be cold can holdin' Keep that jukebox rollin' Ordering rounds till we think we forgot 'em Less you got a better way to solve 'em We'll keep on drowning our drinkin' problems Bobby's buying beer 'cause he can't pay his rent George's new Ford's got a deer-sized dent Billy's old ex is texting him again And him and him and her and him We're kinda all in the same damn boat Crossing our fingers that the kick don't float 'Cause you know We all got drinkin' problems It's 'bout that time we get to workin' on 'em We'll be cold can holdin' Keep that jukebox rollin' Ordering rounds till we think we forgot 'em Less you got a better way to solve 'em We'll keep on drowning our drinkin' problems, yeah, yeah Whoa oh oh whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh whoa oh oh We all got drinkin' problems It's 'bout that time we get to workin' on 'em We'll be cold can holdin' Keep that jukebox rollin' Ordering rounds till we think we forgot 'em Less you got a better way to solve 'em We'll keep on drowning our drinkin' problems, yeah, yeah Whoa oh oh whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh whoa oh oh Whoh oh oh oh-oh-oh

I bet you want the goodies Bet you thought about it Got you all hot and bothered Mad, 'cause I talk about it I bet you want the goodies Bet you thought about it Got you all hot and bothered I bet you want the goodies Bet you thought about it Got you all hot and bothered Mad, 'cause I talk about it I bet you want the goodies Bet you thought about it Got you all hot and bothered Mad, 'cause I talk about it I bet you want the goodies Bet you thought about it Got you all hot and bothered Mad, 'cause I talk about it Lookin' for the goodies? Keep on lookin' 'Cause they stay in the jar Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah I bet you want the goodies Bet you thought about it Got you all hot and bothered Mad 'cause I talk about it I bet you want the goodies Bet you thought about it You may talk slick, tryna hit But I'm not dumb I bet you want the goodies Bet you thought about it Got you all hot and bothered Mad, 'cause I talk about it I bet you want the goodies Bet you thought about it Got you all hot and bothered Mad, 'cause I talk about it I bet you want the goodies Bet you thought about it Got you all hot and bothered Mad, 'cause I talk about it Lookin' for the goodies? Keep on lookin' 'Cause they stay in the jar Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah

Strongest taste Loudest drop Head is filled The thought, unlocked Strongest taste Loudest drop Head is filled The thought, unlocked Strongest taste Loudest drop Head is filled The thought, unlocked Strongest taste Loudest drop Head is filled You'd be thirteen I'd be thirty-five Gone to find a place for us to hide Be together, but alone As the need for it has grown You'd be thirteen I'd be thirty-five Gone to find a place for us to hide Be together, but alone As the need for it has grown, yeah Cha cha, cha cha, cha cha Cha cha, cha cha A cave or a shed A car or a bed A hole in the ground Or a burial mound A bush or a tree Or the aegean sea, will do for me Cha cha, cha cha, cha cha Cha cha, cha cha, ha I can say that you look pretty You turn my legs into spaghetti You set my heart on fire For you I found a vent In the bottom of a coal mine Just enough space for your hands in the inside If you go Do let me know You'd be thirteen I'd be thirty-five Gone to find a place for us to hide A den or a dessert Perhaps an ink squirt A cellar, a wishing well, a war Or a guarantee will do for me For you I found a cell On the top floor of a prison Just enough space for you to fit your feet in If you go Do let me know For you I found a cell On the top floor of a prison Just enough space for you to fit your feet in If you go Please let me know I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire I go running with a heart on fire

My Donald he works on the sea On the waves that blow wild and free He splices the ropes and sets the sails While southward he rolls tae the home o the whale He ne'er thinks o me far behind Or the torments that rage in my mind He's mine for only half part o the year Then I'm left all alane wi nowt but a tear Ye ladies wha smell o wild rose Think ye for your perfume tae whaur a man goes Think ye o the wives and the bairnies wha yearn For a man ne'er returnin frae huntin the sperm