I wanted to follow you out to that revel;
the night was still young,
at least for a rebel.
I saw myself chugging down beers on your couch
and playin’ round, flirting,
trashing the house.
We drove down to Denver to see a big show
The applause like liquidation
from the people you know.
The Skandoms rocked out, the crowd went insane
the young guys got knocked up,
they relished their fame.
Party on, Wayne! harder still!
The best part of life
is these kinds of thrills.
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