“You gotta keep ‘em separated.”
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It’s getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It’s seven o’clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer
My old man’s drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don’t care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair
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Don’t give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night’s alright for fighting
Get a little action in