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Well who would know

The party’s just beginning

Party shirt and pants a bit too tight

Puts on a show, cause he knows he’ll be winning

The answer’s clear, it’s there in black and white

It’s closing time, but he is just beginning

Eyes open wide and a mouth that won’t relent

He’s feeling fine, his head and body’s spinning

Hands twitching on, he’s in his element

He’s your best mate

Can’t stand up straight

So let’s celebrate

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He’s out of breath

He’s nearing death

He’s at his best

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Well he’s still there, after the party’s over

With half the night, splattered down his front

Beer flavoured hair, he’s trying to act sober

He starts a fight but it’s just an accident

He’s your best mate

Can’t stand up straight

So let’s celebrate

The world’s fuckedest cunt

He’s out of breath

He’s nearing death

He’s at his best

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He’s your best mate

Can’t stand up straight

So let’s celebrate

The world’s fuckedest cunt

He’s out of breath

He’s nearing death

He’s at his best

The world’s fuckedest cunt

Obscenely rude

Bad attitude

Likes to get nude

The world’s fuckedest cunt

He’s lost his shoe

He’s without a clue

He’s just like you

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