What’s up
In the city of drunk?
In the house of you
Drunk with you
I’ve got some friends of mine
They’re tasting vine
Divine & drunken…
The only you know
How to put my words on
How to perform a part
Apart
I guess it’s distance or drunk
You can call it either way
Anyway
You’re so far away
The very moon is known to lie
So what’s up
In the city of fuck?
What’s fucking up?
Drunk with You
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