Ay, yo, what have you done?
It's Saturday, suggin' on a bottle of rum
Like it's a pre-drink, rockin' in a precinct
Don't you know you're fuckin' up your liver? Better rethink
And ay, yo, out on the town
Your mates' gone home cause you're fucking around
You little reject, dirty little defect, goin' for a smoke
Give the bouncer some respect
Those twenty Stirling won't last you all night
You're lost inside that smoking area
Looking for a spare cigarette or a fight
The night goes on (The night goes on)
You've been out for way too long (Been out for way too long)
Faded (Faded)
Your curfew's been and gone (Been and gone)
But they're playing your favourite song (Playing your favourite song)
Favourite
Ay, yo, what's the matter with him?
He seems sad, with the big bad battle within
I know he's smiling, rugged when he's vibing
Look a little deeper, there's something up inside him
You stayed there all on your own
Faceless girls, you're takin' them home
And as you're leaving, man, I'll break your teeth in
Just another night when you're broken and bleedin'
Those twenty Stirling won't last you all night
You're lost inside that smoking area
Looking for the next bitch with a bag of white
The night goes on (The night goes on)
You've been out for way too long (Been out for way too long)
Faded (Faded)
Your curfew's been and gone (Been and gone)
But they're playing your favourite song (Playing your favourite song)
Favourite (Favourite)
The night goes on
And the boys will take one more
But there's a place you were kicked out
When you were faded
And there they played that song
And we all sang along
I thought about how great it was, when it was your favourite
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