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There's Haywood Jablome And his buddy Richard Head They don't even know me But they wish that I was dead You think you want to take me There's only 18 of you I'll just sit and drink my beer Not much else that I can do I Don't know why I come here Same every week Meatheads and Douchbags And then there's me I think that I'm addicted To these dollar drinks Must be something in them Makes it so I cannot leave Surrounded by muscles And Tommy Hilfiger Now I'm getting restless Get me out of here I waste the whole god damn night Making fun of assholes Hitting on my girlfriend Makes me start to pretend That I have something else to do Or somewhere else to go Unfortunately I don't Aus Songtexte Mania