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Call some of your friends, I'll call mine
Pile into Tyler's house to kill the time
Crushing up some pills in the bathroom
Someone's getting tattooed in the next room
Someone shot the oven but it's fine
We can only afford ramen half the time
Always looking for a fightTake it outside
Tiny Tim just tried cocaine for the first time, for the first time
Cuz we ain't got nothing better to do on the weekdays
Than to get high and get tattoos

Call some of your friends, I'll call mine
Pile in the van and we'll just drive
I hear the county Fair is in town
Let's kill a fifth of rum and go f*ck around
Getting yelled at by the pigs over nothing
Get off my f*cking back, they always gotta start something
Remember when Gabe got locked up
They kicked down the door and put him in cuffs
And now he can never come back to Ohio
I always wonder if he wants to

Call some of your friends, I'll call mine
Crash a rich kids party while we're young and drunk and wild
Turn the music up I feel alive
We're gonna have a real good time tonight
Cuz we ain't got nothing better to do on the weekdays than to have the time of our lives

And I'm just wondering why my old friends keep dying
And if there was anything that I could've done to stop it
If I'd of picked up the god damn phone and called them
And caught up over lunch at a shitty local diner
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Call some of your friends, I'll call mine
Pile into Tyler's house to kill the time
Crushing up some pills in the bathroom
Someone's getting tattooed in the next room
Someone shot the oven but it's fine
We can only afford ramen half the time
Always looking for a fightTake it outside
Tiny Tim just tried cocaine for the first time, for the first time
Cuz we ain't got nothing better to do on the weekdays
Than to get high and get tattoos

Call some of your friends, I'll call mine
Pile in the van and we'll just drive
I hear the county Fair is in town
Let's kill a fifth of rum and go f*ck around
Getting yelled at by the pigs over nothing
Get off my f*cking back, they always gotta start something
Remember when Gabe got locked up
They kicked down the door and put him in cuffs
And now he can never come back to Ohio
I always wonder if he wants to

Call some of your friends, I'll call mine
Crash a rich kids party while we're young and drunk and wild
Turn the music up I feel alive
We're gonna have a real good time tonight
Cuz we ain't got nothing better to do on the weekdays than to have the time of our lives

And I'm just wondering why my old friends keep dying
And if there was anything that I could've done to stop it
If I'd of picked up the god damn phone and called them
And caught up over lunch at a shitty local diner
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Writer: Austin Hodges, Cameron Campana, John Butler, Trevor Bailey
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