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Zebrahead, Wasted
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Artist:
Zebrahead
Song:
Wasted
Album:
Playmate of the Year
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There's this girl I don't know
Comes by every year or so
And if I get the mail before my mom
Then I will stay out of trouble
She'll change every year
Even pretty without beer
She doesn't care about my hair
My car, my tiny pee-pee
In the mirror
Whoo, yeah
She's finally here
Whoo, yeah
Comes one time a year
Whoo, yeah
She's finally here
Whoo, yeah
My Playmate of the Year
Chorus:
She moves me
She makes me grow
I'm so happy and boy does it show
Now she's going to my head
Going to my head (to my head)
I'm going to make this milky clear...
(You're my) Playmate of the Year
Hello, how are you?
It's great to see you, too
Let's grab a sock
It's time to rock
And afterwards
You never want to talk
We always agree
Who's in charge here is me
We never fight
You know I'm right
It's always sraight between you and me
Let me go down on this girl for a day
We can play spin the bottle
Everyone can hear her say
That I was the best that she's ever had
She could be my Playmate
And she could call me Dad
Whoo, yeah
She's finally here
Whoo, yeah
She comes one time a yaer
Whoo, yeah
She's finally here
Whoo, yeah
My Playmate of the Year
Chorus
solo
Whoo, yeah
She's finally here
Whoo, yeah
My Playmate of the Year
Chorus
She moves me
She makes me grow
I'm so happy and boy does it show
Now she's going to my head
Going to my head (to my head)
I'm going to make this milky clear...
(You're my) Playmate of the Year
Playmate of the Year
Playmate of the Year
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