Fred was on a party to have beer and some fun
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And this party was the place it all begun
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He met this quite, little, old, lovely granny
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Boozing like hell, that was really funny
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She offered him a drink and made a little talk
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But two hours later Fred didn't know how to walk
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Fred was drunk and granny too Fred told granny "I think I love you"
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The granny, the granny got 'm drunk
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Isn't that really punk? The granny got 'm drunk
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Fred the cola-junk The granny, the granny got 'm drunk
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Isn't that really punk? The granny got 'm drunk
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That old boozing-junk
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The granny kept talking and Fred kept drinking
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Knowing that tomorrow his room was stinking
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She wanted him to dance and he said oke
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Don't think about tomorrow just life today
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Fred couldn't dance but the granny didn't care
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Because she was drunk too and she was a little rare
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And then at one moment, a beer to far
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Fred was so drunk, he couldn't find the bar
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Monday morning at six o'clock
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His head was feeling just like a rock
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It was late last night, he knew for sure
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So stay in bed today that's the only cure
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He couldn't get up he felt so bad
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His puke was yellow, black and red
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Fred didn't ever see the granny again
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That quite, little granny called him a man
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The Granny Got 'M Drunk
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