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Yeah, sorry mate, past one thirty - What you mean past one thirty? - Yeah, no entry to the club after one thirty - You're joking, right? This is a joke I've been waiting in line for bloody an hour And now you're telling me I can't get in? - Yeah, nah, move along mate - What you talking about, move along bruv? - I said, move along mate - Oi, fuckin' oi, don't do that Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi So what we gonna do? Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Listen here I came here to party until the morning Have a good time and just feel the music that I like But instead, some knob behind their corrupt desk Says that I can't do that after one thirty Shame on you Now look, we are all locked out Standing on the side of the road with nowhere to go And all we wanted to do was dance So what we gonna do? Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi Oi, oi, oi fuckin' oi I guess we'll dance on the street
Writer(s): Corey Soljan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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