Album: The Hogyssey
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, (F.Y.I. love is said 34 times)
Oh what a crazy, lazy life
Shotgun wedding to a hooker wife
Down in the sewer, I'm fishin' for a bone
You best tell your daddy that you're not coming home
Ah, go ahead and call me loser
Sell my soul off to the dudes
Tell me that I'll never get paid
At least I got laid, at least I got laid
At least I got laid
And though the memories fade away
At least I got laid, at least I got laid
Oh, what a tragic waste of time
Snogging with that model as she chops out a line
Not much to offer, she's nothing to say
Well I thought she was a lesbian, but I think that I'm gay
Ah, go ahead and call me loser
Sell my soul off to the dudes
Tell me that I'll never get paid
At least I got laid, at least I got laid
At least I got laid
And though the memories fade away
At least I got laid, at least I got laid
Now I know all I need to know
I've had my highs, I've lived my lows
Gone as far as I can go
Now I'm frozen to the bone
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At least I got laid, at least I got laid
And though the memories fade away
At least I got laid, at least I got laid
He got laid, she got laid
He got laid, she got laid
He got laid, she got laid
He got laid, she got laid
At Least I Got Laid