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Right About Now

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Dedication, my occupation
What the fucking fuck am I thinking
Everyone’s drinking and I'm sinking
Counting 182 lights a-blinking on the screen

No shit as a matter of fact
I wish I would have dropped out, wish I hada slacked
But I stayed in school with mediocre grades
While everybody else was out getting laid

Chorus:
Still at work on the Friday nights
All my friends are getting fucked up right about now
Seven beers down and starting fights
Everyone I know is getting fucked up,
Right about now.
Right about now.
Right about now.


A desiccation, it's some infliction
That’s what's at the bar..it’s what I’m missing
A new concoction would get me hopping
But I’m here working so I can get a jet ski

No shoot as a matter of fact
I wish I would have dropped down
But I ..in school..too young
And when you get your jet ski can I come alone?

Chorus:
Still at work on the Friday nights
All my friends are getting fucked up right about now
Seven beers down and starting fights
Everyone I know is getting fucked up,
Right about now.
Right about now.
Right about now.

Still at work on the Friday nights
All my friends are getting fucked up right about now
Seven beers down and starting fights
Everyone I know is getting fucked up,
Right about now.
Right about now.
Right about now.