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I bet you feel it's magic
It's boredom setting in
Fingers turn brown, and
That's where I'll begin
I'm in this sad position
I know I'm in the wrong
When I'm all screwed around I can't count
The friends that I got
'Cause when I'm out with the fellas
Drinking up like a storm
When we're all out together
They all say, on your feet, dance some more
I can't hold a candle
To all that I pretend
Running around and the thought of my life
Going end over end
You probably feel it's righteous
But I've died one hundred times
'Cause when I'm out with the fellas
Drinking up like a storm
When we're all out together
They all say, on your feet, dance some more
When we're undercovers, we joke with one another
We can make the rules if we want to
When we're undercovers, we joke with one another
We can be the fools if we want to be in our hearts
'Cause when I'm out with the fellas
Drinking up like a storm
When we're all out together
They all say, on your feet, dance some more
When we're undercovers, we joke with one another
We can make the rules if we want to
When we're undercovers, we joke with one another
We can be the fools if we want to be in our hearts
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