Your Late Lyrics
Oh my God, what time is it?
I'm late again, this sucks
Where's my other shoe? F**K!
I need a drink-god damn!
Did I get gas last night?
Oh, well, roll the dice
Ha-ha, I gotta to to Vegas soon
I really miss those wonderful casinos
And friendly people
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F**k, I hate those people
In the carpool lane
We carpool, oooo, go f**k yourself
I'm probably fired already, shit
Oh, well
Only nine more hours
Till dollar drafts
And free meatballs
You're late
