Intoxicated,The lines have faded,
Honey we made it.

Let's celebrate,
This year will be great,

New year new me.
That is a lie that everyone can see.

Now raise your glass,
And shake your ass.

The boys are here,
Baby, why don't you fear?

It is like a cycle,
Are you going to kiss another 'michael'.

You know it's wrong,
Whatever just pass me the bong.

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