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The ball drops once again
This year has come to an end
Look me in the eyes and lie to me
Of a resolution you won't keep

But all that matters is that we're here
On this last night of the year

Let's smoke ourselves stupid
And coke ourselves numb
Let's make this new year
As good as the last one

Everyone thinks
that the drinks are for free
So I'm going broke
because drinks are on me

I'm so glad to be in this four-star hotel
I wouldn't want to party anywhere else

Everyone laughs as I bounce off the walls
Through the halls, I'm feeling fine
With bloodshot eyes that are open wide
I think I'm ready for another line