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The Donnas




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Turn 21 (2000)
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Living After Midnight
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I didnґt come here
To see you pouring beer all over your face
And no one told me
That if you liked us youґd shoot up the place
Somebody called the bouncer and get this guy of the stage
He wrote his number on his boxers but heґs trhree times my age

Cґmon tell me
Are you gonna move it for me
I wanna know now
Are you gonna move it for me

You wanna meet me
But you wrote a bad review of our show
If you donґt like us
What are you doing standing in the front row
If you didnґt come to party why did you bother comig at all
And if you wanna get it on take it to the bathroom stall

Are you gonna move it for me
(Are you gonna move it for me)

. . .


Another friday night with the contraband
Waiting for my plane to land
Have a sip of this jack and mixer
Watch the lakers beat the sixers

Iґm tired of hitting on you
Itґs about time to be getting on you
All messed up and I donґt care
So cґmon take off youґre underware

Give me one more hit cґmon
Just one more hit cґmon

I got enough to spilt it
Do you wanna hi it
Weґre never gonna quit it
Do you wanna hit it

I canґt stand up but thatґs ok
So letґs crawl to the back of my chevrolet
But check your door make sure you lock it
Cause you got something for me in youґre pocket
I think youґll like what I can do
I saved the last shot just for you
Chug some more from my flask
So cґmon itґs not too mutch to ask

Do you wanna hit it

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Spendin every night in a different state
Spendin every night with a different date
I come into town and have a look around
And then I find a guy who wants to get down

Int. I got boys all over the road
I got boys helpin me unload

Ch. Forty boys in forty nights
I got no time to see the sights

Sometimes I nibble and sometimes I bite
I kinda sorta wanna get skintite
Have some now save some for later
But there's no cute boys in decater

Int.
Ch.

Makin out all night in hollywood
You know I'd do 'em all if I could
My honey in Stuttgart doesn't care
That I collect their underwear
I got boys all over the road
I got boys helpin me unload

Ch.


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well you can play my game
if you just tell me your name
well you can play my game
but I'll put you to shame

I almost broke my highest score
when you walked through that door
I lost the game and your to blame
I could have been in the hall of fame

well you can play my game
if you just tell me your name
well you can play my game
but I'll put you to shame(x2)

basketball we dont need a court
just you and me baby full contact sport
and theres no refs to tell us to stop
so we can play until we drop

well you can play my game
if you just tell me your name
well you can play me game
but I'll put you to shame(x2)

well you can play my game...HEY
well you can play my game...HEY HEY HEY

I'll let you flip my flipper
if you let me unzip your zipper
come on lets put 10 more rounds
I wanna take you out of bounds

well you can play my game
if you just tell me your name
well you can play me game
but I'll put you to shame(x2)

1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8

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Iґm sitting al alone in my room
Whit no one to share my oranjeboom
Everyone else in the house is asleep
And I want you right here next to me
Cause baby Iґm not tired yet
So I head down to the kitchenette

For a midnite snack
(Midnite snack)
For a midnite snack
(Midnite snack)
Tell that girl of yours that youґll be right back
Cause I want a little piece of you with my midnite snack

Yoi drove up with your headlights on
I met you halfway across the lawn
And then you made me a rootbear float
But we finished it before you tokk of your coat
Baby youґve got the right attitude
You know that junk food gets me in the mood

I just wanna borrow you
And a box of cereal too
Donґt have a heart attack
Cause you can have her back
I just wanґt you for a midnite snack

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V1. Tore out my heart and you ran it over
You never said goodbye
Crushed it like a can in your landrover
Why won't you tell me why

Int. You drive away and you don't come back
My flat heart's lyin in the middle of the race track

Ch. Stop drivin thru my heart
You ditched me at the mini mart
Stop drivin thru my heart
You've gotta finish what you start

V2. You dumped me for the third time yesterday
And you've got someone new
I saw you with her and I ran away
You've got another heart to drive thru

Int.
Ch.
V3. I need a doctor kinda sorta
What's wrong with me
He said there's a skidmark on my aorta
And there's no remedy

Int.
Ch. 2X


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The show is done
But you're still hanging around
You want some fun
But I'm on my way out of town

You know you wanna hit it
So why don't you just admit it
You've got a crush on me
And it's easy to see
That you write about me in your diary
You got a crush on me
And it's never gonna go away

I talked to you
And you tried to play it cool
That's hard to do
When you're wiping off your drool

You know you wanna hit it
So why don't you just admit it
You've got a crush on me
And it's easy to see
That you write about me in your diary
You got a crush on me
And it's never gonna go away

You're all alone
Your friends all left cause you were waiting for me
You call my phone but you'll never get past my caller id

You know you wanna hit it
So why don't you just admit it
You've got a crush on me
And it's easy to see
That you write about me in your diary
You got a crush on me

You've got a crush on me
You've got a crush on me
You've got a crush on me
You've got a crush on me

. . .


Little boy little boy
Go and find some other girl to annoy
Donґt you know I canґt be treated like a toy
Cause thatґs for me to do to you

Take me home take me home
Have you ever tried to use a comb
I think you might be missing a chromosome
Cause you keep comin back for more

You can try to figure me out
But youґll never know what girls are about
And all those things that I said yesterday
I didnґt mean them anyway

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My heart needed a vacation
I had to change the radio station
I just wanted somethin new
And I needed someone new to do
I caught his eye, he touched my thigh
Guess I'm gonna have to lie, yeah
So don't get me busted
'Cause he'll never know, if you don't get me busted
So I went to the corner store to see if the cute guy was there anymore
He was busy in the back
So I began to plan my attack
I caught his eye, he touched my thigh
Guess I'm gonna have to lie
I know that
So don't get me busted
'Cause he'll never know if you don't get me busted
Things didn't go as planned
You saw us kissin' by the hot dog stand
Now I don't know what to do
Don't make me have to get rid of you
I caught his eye, he touched my thigh
Guess I'm gonna have to lie, I know that
So don't get me busted
'Cause he'll never know if you don't get me busted
I've been bad
So don't get me busted
'Cause he'll never know if you don't get me busted

. . .


You pulled me over and I pulled you in.
C'mon officer lets go for a spin.
Cuz I got nothin better to do.
And I just wanna make out with you.

Now you wanna rock, rock, rock'n roll.
Now you even wanna smoke a bowl.

Gimme your badge, baby,
Gimme your gun.
Gunna show you how to have some fun.

Police blitz all night long,
Gunna party like Cheech and Chong.
Lets go drink some Schlits
Its a police blitz!

Roll up the windows,
Make it air tight.
Breakin' the law never felt so right.

Gimme a kiss,
Gimme all that you got.
C'mon hit me with your best shot.

Police blitz all night long,
Gunna party like Cheech and Chong.
Lets go drink some Schlits
Its a police blitz!

Lets go drink some Schlits
Its a police blitz!

. . .


Hey little girl you're runnin all over town
I know about you yeah you really get around
Well I hate to say it but your clothes don't fit you right
And tonight I think you've got your hot pants on too tight

You're always wearing those hot pants
You say you're lookin for romance
But when I'm around you know you haven't got a chance
You're always wearing those hot pants
But I know that no one wants to dance with you tonight

Hey little girl you're tryin to get with my guy
I've got two words hands off or baby I'll make you cry
I don't pull hair and I don't fight dirty
But piss me off at 9 and you're lunchmeat by 9:30

Well you've got the moves but your hair is so last year
And you've got the attitude but you're wearing your headgear
Hey little girl, you put the ho in ho ho's
And you're in my face and I wanna break your nose

. . .


I got the message on my machine
The party starts at 10:15
So tell me you can gimme a ride
Drop waht youґre doing and meet me outside

Speedinґ up cause weґre runninґlate
Take the shortcut by the super 8
I have to make it across the bay bridge
Fast enough to put the beer in the fridge

Gimme a ride Gimme a ride
Itґs your turn weґve got fuel to burn
Gimme a ride Gimme a ride
Letґs go cause weґre on a oll

Our car is rented and itґs already dented
But itґs freshly lemon scented
We might be late but it wont kill you
Make a stop at the nearest drive thru

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Living After Midnight

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Well I can't walk and I can't talk
And now the beer is outta stock
Just ran out gonna get some more
Gotta go back to the liquor store

I got double vision so I better stay in
The coast is clear so let's start huffin
We're sniffin everything under the sink
And all I really wanted was another drink

[Chorus]
Nuthin to do
Nuthin to do tonite
Nuthin to do
Nuthin to do tonite
The drinks are too few tonite
So I guess I'll just have to do you tonite

Oh no I think it's after two
Guess we'll just drink thera flu
It says drink one so we chug four
Hey what happened to the floor

I got double vision so I better stay in
The coast is clear so let's start huffin
We're sniffin everything under the sink
And all I really wanted was another drink

[Chorus]

I'm not gonna leave the couch
I just wanna sit and slouch
Killin time watchin cable TV
You know I just wanna get busy

I got double vision so I better stay in
The coast is clear so let's start huffin
We're sniffin everything under the sink
And all I really wanted was another drink

Nuthin to do
Nuthin to do tonite.....

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