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789

Read 789 lyrics by Pale Horse on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Pale Horse Canonical path: /pale-horse/789 Related lyric paths: 6
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789

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Wakin up again, half past three

Sleepin' on the couch that's the life for me

Barry's in the evil bed, Greg's away at class

Adam smells like Boone's again, wizzin' in a glass.

The funk's in town, no one can breathe

'You missed the naked pillow fight,' the girls tease me

I want a fuckin' orange but I don't have three

And I still can't believe Pete got with Laurie

Fraier bought a fake vagina, that shit's just wrong

Talkin' 'bout yo moms again, did her all night long

Mirror split my face open, I don't mind

Another day of injury at 7-8-9

Late at night once again, rollin' all those dice

Gunnin' down Lone Star, yeah, chaos feels right

Shit's hit the fan, screamin' provalonay

Yet again, round the bend, we bastards get away

Movin on to Street Fighter, Risk and A&A

Gonna marry a carrot and all Asians are gay

Last night I dreamt of Oatmeal Cream Pies

Don't shit me with your pizza night, it's all a bunch of lies

I know, guys, you're as broke as I am

I'll go steal another cup of SUNY ham

Dyin' slow on U-A-S, life's just fine

Another day of eatin' well at 7-8-9

Don't tell me to slow down, chicks dig me when I'm drunk

Sick of their hypocrisy, gonna be a monk

College girls kick ass when they do your laundry

Shy, loud, sweet, bad, virginal, and naughty

Clothesline, Bhuddist Temple, movin' furniture

The girl, that girl, bike pants it's all a blur

I tell you, friends, it gets no better than this

When the dishes pile so high you can use the faucet

Booze, porn, Simpsons, fluff, jumpin' over snow

Here we are as Kings, that I surely know

Getting' laid thrice a day, blows my mind

Another day of happiness at 7-8-9.

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