The Wonder Years - New Years With Carl Weathers
LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
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Two miles from the hotel, eight hundred from home
We"re forced to call on all we know
But all we know"s a joke
The just started shaking, coughing out black smoke
We"re pulling off in a parking lot cause this might just explode
Cause it"s New Year"s Eve and four degrees
We"re stranded, hopeless
I just want some sleep
Drew"s too busy sexting with some girl he met last show
Tripping balls from the soft effects of the Nyquil overdose
Nobody"s been asking how we"re gonna get home
Cause we all know
We"ll deal with it tomorrow
Yeah, we know
It"s gonna be our year, boys
I"d speak up
But I"m waiting for the irony to fall asleep without me
And we"ll wait and see
Wi
