Groove it up, it's Friday night, time to have some fun, allright.
To know what's up I gotta reach n' pick up the phone.
Yeah, the answer's always Mick, my favourite band is having a gig.
What could be better idea, than to go to the club.
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Listen to me boy you have to be 18 to get inside!
N' there will be no talk about exeptions this time.
Now it's time!

Damn that I wanna see this band, I'll be good, you understand,
This is the moment of my life, that I can't let go.
I'm steeling in, it always works, yeah I know how to bluff those jerks.
I can't hide my wide smile when I think of his words.

Listen to me boy you have to be 18 to get inside!
N' there will be no talk about exeptions this time.
Now it's time!