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Let's get lost in a fantasy Squander your salary Light a match, drop it into gasoline Live like rock bottom is a trampoline You and I gonna paint the town Do it like I'ma date the crown At a restaurant, upper echelon The only way is down Brushing off my trainer's dust And lace them up like we're cutting narcotics The day is up, I'm paid and flush And ain't nothing can stop this Don't make a fuss We're late, no rush and I promise That you won't go paying You won't go paying Walk in like a man made, in the door to the cafe Menu board need to translate Can't afford any canapes But damn straight I'ma order the champagne Ever feel like wanting to die? When the cheque make you vomit inside Can I get a Heimlich maneuver? I can't swallow my pride Letras de canciones I'm laced up, laced up and kicking Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor I'm laced up, laced up and kicking Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor I'm laced She ordered the soup and the salad I ordered the salad, no soup In order to produce the balance Guess I'll cough it up like croup When you're broke, coughing up hurts A Sundae for dessert And I'll be rocking up Monday Cleaning crockery and mopping up dirt That's for certain, my god, that's for certain I'm floored this girl is gorgeous, and if I don't have a war chest? Man that's curtains, my dawg, man that's curtains If I can't pay for four courses, how could I pay for a mortgage? Wish I could afford to take you to where you ought to be Didn't meet your fortune, miss you met your misfortune in me This more than I thought it would be, if she orders too much? My background's English and Irish, but I'ma have to go Dutch I'm laced up, laced up and kicking Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor I'm laced up, laced up and kicking Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor I'm laced The floor's feeling like quick sand Only had enough on me for drinks and This about all that I can withstand Across the table, I can feel the distance The floor's feeling like quick sand Only had enough on me for drinks and This about all that I can withstand But you know what, I've got jeans creased, a new fleece Back on up 'Cause I'm laced up, laced up and kicking Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor I'm laced up, laced up and kicking Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor I'm laced up, laced up and kicking Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor I'm laced up, laced up and kicking Gotta pay stubs, pay stubs for liquor I'm laced From Letras Mania