Smoke goes up, drinks go down. Ain't gonna stop till I'm damn near drown. I'll pay tomorrow with a head that pounds. But as for now let's just get lost and found.
FUN AINT FOR EVERYONE
Campfire burning like the noon day sun
there's enough booze out her for everyone
Aint a cop in sight
there aint no need to run
so baby just take my hand and maybe we'll have some fun
The smoke goes up and the drinks go down, aint gonna stop till were damn near drown We'll pay tomorrow with a head that pounds but as for now lets just get lost and found. I can see you smiling from across the moon and its the perfect light tonight to write this tune
Can't come too late but you can cum too soon and if it's left to fate we just get fatal wounds.
Cause fun aint for every one
Clowns cry when the show is done
A painters ear aint no sacrifice but what would Van Goh give to be with you tonight
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