Justin Morrison - Saturday Nights

Figured out what hungover meant
Swore we'd never drink again
And yeah man
I'll see you next weekend
Can we go back to the
Saturday nights
Beer pong
Quarters
Till we died
Blacked out by midnight
Can we go back the
Saturday nights
Time to wait in line
It's the Whataburger run at midnight

We're standing in the drive-thru
At 12 AM
No cap
We could've ordered online
And that's a fact
Can I get a number 2
With pickles to go
And can I get a large vanilla shake
For the road

Figured out what hungover meant
Swore we'd never drink again
And yeah man
I'll see you next weekend
Can we go back to the
Saturday nights
Beer pong
Quarters
Till we died
Blacked out by midnight
Can we go back the
Saturday nights
Time to wait in line
It's the Whataburger run at midnight

One shot, Two shots
Balls back
Let's take our time to think about
Our next re-rack
Three shots, Four shots
Drink 'em up
Now you're on the redemption cup
Five shots, Six shots
You lost the game
Please try to refrain
From puking on the carpet
Or you'll get kicked out
Seven shots, Eight shots
You're fucked up now
Seeing stars
Feeling numb
We're probably gonna do some shit that's dumb
We never really care
How it ends
But we'll do it again
Next weekend

Can we go back to the
Saturday nights
Beer pong
Quarters
Till we died
Blacked out by midnight
Can we go back the
Saturday nights
Time to wait in line
It's the Whataburger run at midnight

Written by:
Justin Morrison

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