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Beer Get Outta Here

Just going for a BEER Beer, Beer, what you are doing here I thought I gave you up But there are still two cans of you left here in the fridge Now enough is enough But I do though like salty peanuts And when you seem to make it snow I know I can’t leave the pub To get more beer and some cheer Now that’s what I call luck Happy hour is here again So I don’t give a XXXX Beer, Beer what are you doing here Time you went to bed For if you stay to much longer You will affect my head Night to you all and no need to crawl to the bedstead Me and Beer have come to agree that he will never leave So I will just lock him out and hope we don’t both freeze Beer, Beer, it’s time for you and me to sup Then to bed we shall go until the next winter glow And it’s your time to get up slow Before Mr Hangovers DAMO

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