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If I can get this hanger through the window of my car
I'll never leave my house again
For anything I swear
Pacing in the driveway
I'm the nemesis of fun
With soggy hot dog buns
From spilling warm beer in my trunk
Throwing down my jacket as I walk inside
I send a cloudy CD case flying off the side
Of a dresser from Ikea that I can't get right
God, I swear it's missing pieces I could choke someone
I guess you can come over if you're really dry
But I'm not really trying to go out tonight
It's been a really shitty day
I'd rather take some time
To just pound zinfandel by myself and unwind
Remind me of the last time
That we hung out, was it sick?
Cause I don't remember anything, not a glimpse of it
And I would rather re-up
Than hear about your kids
But I hope that y'all are doing
Just as great as I expect you're doing
P got me some gifts because she's super tight
I'm lighterless relying on the stove for a light
But I don't really care these are my favorite nights
When I can sit on my ass and respond to no one
I guess you can come over if you're really dry
But I'm not really trying to go out tonight
No, with my clammy fingers grabbing every crumb that I find
I could sit around here for the rest of my life
If I can get this hanger through the window of my car
I'll never leave my house again
For anything I swear
Pacing in the driveway
I'm the nemesis of fun
With soggy hot dog buns
From spilling warm beer in my trunk
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