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her name was kristal
i was her dirty little glass
she filled me all the way to richmond
with a smile
some dance some leap
some parties never sleep
they just find another room
some rave some rant
some parties hum ‘n' chant
they're never stuck for words
one conversation
she could talk me to a fool
while she made out real clever
i made outside
some prance some preen
some parties make a scene
i just don't seem to fit into
some swing some shake
some parties take the cake
i'm happy as a crumb
suddenly
i had a party on my own
that she would leave with he not me
completely shattered
my kristal smile
some crash some chill
some parties grow on pills
some even grow on me
collapse complete
could choke and die in a powder room sleep
how would i ever know
brain dead piss poor
still drunk from three nights before
don't know how i made it home
yeah, i love some parties
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