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Friday night at midnight Looking for what I need I heard a tale that somewhere That a dude had a real go at me So like a rat race cowboy I slipped into the human zoo Headed down some trouble Got myself a drink or two Well I took to the streets And I took to the bars Marched right in but I didn't get far Manager said hey boy there's the door But I didn't leave until I evened the score chorus I gotta face the hangman Gotta pay for what I done I gotta face the hangman Or by the noose I swing In the morning sun Like a tipsy gypsy Looking like I'd been had But like the story says SongtexteThis wild-eyed boy is bad I got a police squad car Taxi to the local slam They said Son you're gonna pay for what you've done But I don't give a damn Just cause I like to drink and dance all night An alley cat brawl in an old fist fight Give me no lip boy or I'll kick you in the mouth Watch you head fly north and your teeth fly south chorus Now the judge looked and me and said "that boy... he definitely be guilty" Ooooh let him swing solo chorus chorus Aus Songtexte Mania