i'm coming outta
the closet and can't find pants
can i borrow yours
migit man and the
giant are dancing the night away
to hanson may i add
mmmm bop dah ba do
dop do da pa do bop da
shoot me in the face
excuse me sir your
pants are ringing... no singing
the drunk hears nothing
i weave around
puke wondering how the hell
you can puke up glass
apples to apples
the pre-drinking game has gone
ary: kilts got pass by
dude if i had a
big mac in my hand i dunno
what i'd do, do you?
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