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Published on May 11, 2008
Get in the pick-up truck, we're goin' for a ride Come on man, it's a downhill slide Remember the dead boys Crawl in the back, we're goin' downtown Come on bro, we can both fall down Remember the dead boys Got a big old cheap plastic bottle of gin Nasty, but it'll do you in Got to keep on talkin' so you don't come to What the hell, what the fuck is wrong with you? Midnight ride 1997, One two three Motherfucker you're going down tonight We're takin' you in We're takin' you out Midnight ride, one two three, come on Tonight we're gonna party like it's 1997 I know you're tearin' shit up and you drunk yourself wild I been drinkin' since I was a child Remember the dead boys I know you outweigh me by fifty pounds That won't matter in a couple of rounds If the cops get here first, you're a dead man You know I'm doin' all I can Sing along, bro', with the Dead Boys and the New York Dolls You know we like that noise