SURLY
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Story behind the song
Party song.
Lyrics
I'm feeling fine right here now
got nothing left to fear child
cause the cops have disappeared now
and now i want to get right back to the chase
Twelve pack, masquerade
Jim Beam* like lemonade
My memory starts to fade
and I can't get back what i came here for, NO!
Here’s George, where’s the wheezey
SoCo* make me feel queesey
Your jokes like cheddar- cheezey
And won’t you get back here with that mini-skirt on
Midnite- out of booze
Wouldn’t want to be in your shoes
I’m more prepared than you fools
To keep my motherfucking buzz in it’s place
Can’t see me leaving soon
Go ahead, pass that balloon
Couldn’t find the door if I want to
And I can’t take my pants off here right now girl
My bad, what’s your name?
Time to take the walk of shame
Straight to the hall of fame
And I’m doing it again somewhere tonight girl
*Jim BEAM is a registered trademark of Jim BEAM Bourbon.
*SoCo (Southern Comfort) is a registered trademark of Southern Comfort fine world Liquors.
