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Let the good times roll.



Let the good times roll.






There'll be showers of champagne
like Mick Jagger i shall strut
i'm going to party like a man insane
get up on the dance floor and shake my butt
we'll wave our pants in the air at the end of a stick
we'll ogle at women like neaderthals
we'll wake up the next day like we've been smashed in the face with a brick
we'll party so wild the law'll become involved
we'll jump infront of a bus just for a laugh
lye on the ground crippled laughing with blood spurting each time we chuckle
we'd still be roaring loud even if we were ripped in half
we'll get so drunk like we're brain damaged eatin' both our knuckle
i will just say my hands were possessed it's not my fault
let the good times roll!
we'll get into the most trendy bars even if we have to pole vault
dance and lose control!
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Kyle Deering More than 1 year ago
I think its funny and great
Mike Ackerman More than 1 year ago
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S. White More than 1 year ago
College personified.
Ramona Q. Prak More than 1 year ago
It is a good first draft
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