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Got new boots
And lipstick
Got the rest of my life
To buy things
That I don't need
Got problems, aplenty
Got hope and the job at my bedside
Got angels looking down on me
I can't strain my brain
Can't take the blame
For everything I don't know
I love the door
And at the end of the day
[Coro]
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
Woo-hoo
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
No, no
Just one more thing I can do without
Woo-hoo
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
Those sheeple with no books
So unique, thinking the same
Same haircuts
Same clubs
Same name
Televisions, politicians, mentalism, vagilism,
stupidism, boys - drugging the nation
We're falling for that same game
I can't strain my brain
Can't take the blame
For everything you don't know
I love the door
And at the end of the day
[Coro]
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
Woo-hoo
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
No, no
Just one more thing I can do without
Woo-hoo
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
It's really nothing
But I'm not coming out to play
I'm sure it's nothing
But I'm not coming out today
[Coro]
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
Woo-hoo
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
No, no
Just one more thing I can do without
Woo-hoo
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
No, no
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
Woo-hoo
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out
No, no
Just one more thing I can do without
Woo-hoo
I'm tired and a just don't wanna go out