City Limits lyrics

It`s Friday night, it`s time to hit the streets
With a 40 ounce of malted medicine
So here`s a toast to better days
The days when we used to rule the world

But happy hour is over
And we`re left facedown outside
Of some beat-up, run-down tavern door

BARTENDER! It`s time I had another drink
QUICKLY BEFORE I have the time to think
Cuz I`m tired of my life
I`m sick of it all
So drown it out in a frosted glass of my self-doubt

So I meet this girl down at the bar
And she recognizes me from our hometown
She says `Do you ever miss the days we used to hang out?`
And I swear that I just stared at her in disbelief
I don`t know why
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