Going tomorrow leaving town
Put our thoughts behind
And pick them up on Monday
I already hear the sounds
Of mariachi.s playing, wish the trip was one-way
Party starts at 9 o’clock
Me and my boys
Taking names and numbers
By 12 o’clock we’ll be so far under

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I’ll be where the river runs deep enough
I can lose myself or find my way home
I’ll be where the river runs deep enough
I can lose myself or find my way home

8am maid’s at the door
Can’t hear what she’s saying
I know she wants to wake me
Since I’ve been out the night before
Wanna stay in my bed
Not a hurricane could shake me
Party started at 9 o’clock
So me and my boys
Were taking names and numbers
By 12 o’clock we were so far under

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