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Jimmy, Brian & Mike
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Ralph Tresvant
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Yeah, woo, yeah Fetch me a beer, man The f**kin' Red Wings are playin' Ayy, the f**kin' Red Wings are playin', man, f**k Shut up, man, you're gonna f**kin' make me miss the game It goes, one, two, three, four Rush room, C4 Need more bleach, breathe more (Yo, I said) Reach for ether, either or (Either one) Markers, paint, inhale, faint Yeah, heh, heh, smells great, heh Acid (Woah), you don't got that? Just melt plastic That's it, now let it smoke and smell that sh*t I can't see sh*t, you're foggin' up the room Gimme that sh*t, b*t*h, you're hoggin' the balloon (Hey) I might just suck nitrous all night long If I just die, Mike, just call my mom (911) Greg can drink a whole keg through a funnel Put his foot through it and crawl in it like a tunnel From the 313 to the 810 Hey, Brian, you ain't coverin' the rush hole You're not doin' it right, pay attention Who the f**k taught you to smoke? Bill Clinton? Come on, inhale, puff, pa**, puff, pa** Okay, that's enough, damn Tom, that's my mom's lamp Goddamn, dude, f**kin' calm down (Sorry) Look at you guys, you're makin' a mess, where's Jason? "Dude, I'm in the basement with Jeff He just dropped a bunch of weights on his chest Help me get 'em off," wait, you're breakin' his neck (Alright) You grab that end, d**k, I'll grab this end I told him not to lift when he sniffs, he don't listen Get me drunk, let me go and get me high tonight Jimmy, don't, Jimmy don't let me die tonight Get me home, Jimmy, don't let me drive tonight I just wanna get blown with Brian and Mike Get me drunk, let me go and get me high tonight Jimmy, don't, Jimmy don't let me die tonight Get me home, Jimmy, don't let me drive tonight I just wanna get blown with Brian and Mike (Chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike (Chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike (Ch—) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike (Chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike I spilled beer on the carpet, the walls are drunk, you a**hole I ain't leanin' on 'em, I'm holdin' 'em up Sh*t, tonight, man, I ain't holdin' 'em up I'm openin' up shop to the cops and closin' it shut Nineteen shots might seem like a lot, but it's not I ain't even buzzin', man, I swear to God Tom, stop, you're gonna scare the dog He's gonna bark and Mr. Johnson's gonna come downstairs, and, ugh "Hey, I want some peace and quiet here Or I'ma send the goddamn police in riot gear" Shut up, Mr. Johnson, don't even start Go have another f**kin' heart attack, you old fart I hate that guy, Brian, that's the hamper What's the matter, you can't go to the damn bathroom? "Sorry, I had to sh*t, dude, where's the tissue?" I don't know, just use this XXL issue Look at this house, who put this couch crooked? Ow, stupid, you just stepped on my foot, now look it It looks like I just stepped in a mud puddle You f**kin' d**k (I'm sorry), shut up, b***hole You prolly did it on purpose, you f**kin' drunk b*st*rd Here, take your keys, go cruisin' up Gratiot I hate you guys, you ain't my friends Look what you just did to my mom's eight-by-tens Now she's gonna blame me, I hope you're happy now Party's over, everybody get your a**es out Out, I said out Put that beer down, out Get me drunk, let me go and get me high tonight Jimmy, don't, Jimmy don't let me die tonight Get me home, Jimmy, don't let me drive tonight I just wanna get blown with Brian and Mike Get me drunk, let me go and get me high tonight Jimmy, don't, Jimmy don't let me die tonight Get me home, Jimmy, don't let me drive tonight I just wanna get blown with Brian and Mike (Chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike (Chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike (Ch-chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike
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