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Clothes Off Lyrics

Eight bucks and a PBR, a rude boy knows the score
Lay me down the tap and let the fun juice pour
One shot, two shot, three shot, floor
I think I fell in love with you
When you dragged me out the door
Where the hell's our mates man?
Man I don't know
Where's your bag and hat?
What is going on?

You helped me take all of my clothes off
Yah I love you, yah I really do
You cleaned up all my throw up
You saved me when my mind was mush
What a nice thing to do
Everybody's f***** off
But no not you
Do you really need some help boy?
Yah, I think I do

You helped me take all of my clothes off
Yah I love you, yah I really do
You saved me when my mind was mush
What I nice thing to do
Screaming at a base head rude boy gets stabbed
That's when you jumped in, touch your man and you get mad
One punch, two punch, three punch, slab
I think I fell in love with you when you threw me in a cab

Where the hell's your mates man?
We were drinking at the show
Where are they now?
Man I don't know
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