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I've grown so fond of this weekend life, no responsibilities I'm not ready for the real world, wake me up when I'm twenty-three I've grown so fond of this weekend life, no responsibilities I'm not ready for the real world, wake me up when I'm twenty-three Eat mom's pills, drink dad's beer Anything to forget my fear Got no job, got no girl, got nothing at all Sounds like a life of misery, still I'm having a ball Eat mom's pills, drink dad's beer Anything to forget my fear of life, of life I live in my own little fantasy, I won't listen to you You tell me to act more seriously, hey man, fuck you Eat mom's pills, drink dad's beer Anything to forget my fear Eat mom's pills, drink dad's beer Anything to forget my fear of life, of life Aus Songtexte Mania