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It's friday night (it's friday night) I'm all alone (I'm all alone) My significant other has gone off out with her friends So I'm sitting on my own But I don't mind (but I don't mind) I won't protest (I won't protest) Because it's times like these when I Can indulge in what I like doing best Don't need no one because I'm getting Pants Drunk An evening in, I love to spend it Pants Drunk Strip down to my underwear, sitting back in my arm chair Feeling all devil may care with an evenings worth of time to spare Please don't try to knock I'm getting Pants Drunk You could be in for quite a shock I'm getting Pants Drunk No need for dressing to impress, just sitting back in my own mess! I'm content on my own just getting Pants Drunk Curry for one, maybe chinese Or perhaps I'll order both as tonight I'll just as I damn well please How 'bout that Netflix documentary About columbian drug cartels, or the fall of nazi germany Don't need an invite out, I'm getting Pants Drunk I'm content to lie about just getting Pants Drunk I'll open up another drink, Fart and revel in the stink! Just sitting on my ass and getting Pants Drunk. Please do not disturb I'm getting Pants Drunk There's nothing more superb than getting Pants Drunk Look up history on wikipedia, be deliberately contrary on social media Troll and cause an online fight, and watch it carry on all night Don't feel bad for me, I'm getting Pants Drunk You probably don't want to see me getting Pants Drunk Roaming around the house all wild and Free, disregarding all sense of dignity Nights at home were made for getting Pants Drunk! The world wide web, at my fingertips A source of endless fascination with my lager cotton chips Not forgetting, the incognito setting A gentleman never subjects a lady to A search history she may find upsetting There's nothing I love more than getting Pants Drunk A night spent in is there for getting Pants Drunk Never do I feel more grand than when I'm Scratching my balls and sniffing my hand I'm happy on my own just getting Pants Drunk Okay ladies and gentlemen listening to this at home I would like you to do me a favor if you will Please, repeat after me: Pants Drunk (pants drunk!) Pants Drunk (pants drunk!) Pants Drunk (pants drunk!) Pants Drunk (pants drunk!) Don't need no one because I'm getting Pants Drunk An evening in I love to spend it Pants drunk Strip down to my underwear, slouching back in my armchair Feeling all devil may care with an evenings worth of time to spare Please don't try to knock I'm getting Pants Drunk You could be in for quite a shock I'm getting Pants Drunk No need for dressing to impress, just sitting back in my own mess! I'm content on my own just getting Pants Drunk No one to judge, my choice of tunes No longer in my headphones banished up to the spare room The bathroom door can stay open wide The dog doesn't complain about the noises from inside There's something to be said for getting Pants Drunk Why not stay at home instead and just get Pants Drunk Nobody to tell you how to spend your Time, you can do your way and I'll do it mine Nothing can compare to getting Pants Drunk
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