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(feat. Camille)
(Dead Kennedys)
Went to a party
I danced all night
I drank sixteen beers
And I started up a fight
But now I am jaded
You're out of luck
I'm rolling down the stairs
Too drunk to fk
Too drunk to fk
Too drunk to fk
Too drunk, to fk
I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk to fk
I love your stories
I like your gun
Shooting out truck tires
Sounds like loads and loads of fun
But in my room
Wish you were dead
You ball like the baby
In Eraserhead
Too drunk to fk
Too drunk to fk
Too drunk to fk
I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk to fk
Too drunk to fk
Hmm
Too drunk to fk
I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk to fk
Oh je suis trop bourre
Pour baiser