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Drunk Dial by T. Ahn, S. Franklin Drank too much again tonight If I call you would that be alright? You say I'm way too much for you But you don't mind a drunken screw I'm sprawled out on the ground my world's spinning all around Chorus: All I wanna do Is cry & talk to you One more time before this night's through Last call - Drunk Dial! I never meant to call you up all those times when I was drunk Should've left my phone at home it's 3:00 am and I'm all alone (instrumental bridge) Can't take me anywhere Tonight I promise I'll be good I swear Can't take me anywhere Tonight I promise I'll be good I swear I'm sprawled out on the ground my world is spinning all around (chorus) I never meant to call you up all those times when I was drunk Should've left my phone at home it's 3:00 am and I'm all alone Just another drunk dial Just another drunk dial Just another drunk dial (chorus) Could it be that it's just me Or are you checking your caller ID? Hit redial to no avail But I've got the code to your voicemail. *vocals pause* You might as well pick up the phone Cuz I won't leave you alone! If out of sight is out of mind You better hope I'm going blind! (chorus) When I sober up from these Jack and cokes can this be our inside joke But my darling until then I'll keep calling you again and again... Just another drunk dial Just another drunk dial Just another drunk dial! |
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Weekend Bender by S. Franklin & T.Ahn No, no, no control Getting out of hand is the only goal Flagrant disregard for laws... When twenty dollar bills are being used as straws Chorus: Yeah, yeah, yeah moderation No, no, no PHD *Chorus* Yeah, Yeah, Yeah coming down |
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Death Boy by S. Franklin death boy so cute in such a creepy way death boy you only wish my pulse would fade away chorus: formaldehyde goes to your head you're in love with the dead scrape brains off the walls when the coroner's office calls you're so mentally ill put me in ice water then make me lie real still death boy I know that you'll never be true death boy you only wish that I was code blue *chorus* you told me how one day at work you touched a dead girl's rack. How could I have fallen for a necropheliac? death boy Instead of flowers you bring funeral wreaths death boy Instead of candy you bring cremated teeth *chorus* totally depraved you want an autopsy sex slave morally corrupt you need an organ donor slut |