I'll Make You Famous lyrics

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Hey!!
Let's go
I was driving down the interstate
Looking for a getaway from all the killjoy jobs
And I know how every single song
Goes DJ turn the volume up let's get on the dance floor
And it's a bore and it's rerun I've heard before on the last song
They're scraping from the bottom of the barrel
For a new improved original that no ones heard before
Another party jam everybody's getting out of hand, out of hand
Another wasted youth falling on the floor
Crawling out the door just slipping away
Show time the party scene is filing in looking
For a hideaway from all the deadbeats clones
And I know how every single night
Goes crash out on the balcony tearing up the front lawn
And its a bore it's a rerun I've seen before every weekend
And they're scraping from the bottom of the barrel
For a new improved original that no ones heard before
Another party jam everybody's getting out of hand, out of hand
Another wasted youth falling on the floor
Crawling out the door just slipping away
We're slipping, just slipping away
We're wasting just wasting our days
Another party jam everybody's getting out of hand, out of hand
Another wasted youth falling on the floor
Crawling out the door just slipping away

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