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It’s 9 o’clock on the dot,
At the spot,
And I’m hanging’ with her friends again
Great taste,
Beautiful place,
And you’re fashionably late (Hey!)
And I don’t wanna be that guy,
That makes you sad,
Makes you cry, again
Without a doubt; sorry about,
Making out with your friends (Go!)

I love the way that this began,
Started off right,
So innocent
I’m letting you know,
I’m letting you go,
I want your best friend
I’m giving’ it up and asking why,
You seem so shocked and so surprised
I’m sorry it hurts,
I’m surely a jerk,
I understand why you’re mad

Don’t talk that crap when you call me back,
As a matter of fact,
Don’t act like that
Everybody knows you’re right,
Everybody knows I’m wrong (Wrong!)

It’s 9 o’clock on the dot,
At the spot,
And I’m hanging with her friends again
Great taste,
Beautiful place,
And you’re fashionably late (Hey!)
And I don’t wanna be that guy,
That makes you sad,
Makes you cry, again
Without a doubt; sorry about,
Making out with your friends (Mwah!)

It’s got nothing to do with how you look,
Just another excuse to write a hook
I’m letting you know,
She liked my post up on my Facebook
And after all you’re not my type,
But all your friends are pretty nice
You know what I mean,
Stop making a scene,
And take some want of advice

Don’t talk that crap when you call me back,
As a matter of fact,
Don’t act like that
Everybody knows you’re right,
Everybody knows I’m wrong (Right?)

It’s 9 o’clock on the dot, at the spot,
And I’m hanging’ with her friends again
Great taste,
Beautiful place,
And you’re fashionably late (Hey!)
And I don’t wanna be that guy, that makes you sad,
Makes you cry, again
Without a doubt; sorry about,
Making out with your friends

And I’ve got the topic conversation now,
And I know I’m running out of time (Yeah!)
It’s on an honest demonstration now,
You’re not the only one,
Not the only one

Don’t talk that crap when you call me back,
As a matter of fact,
Don’t act like that
Everybody knows you’re right,
Everybody sing along (Ahhh!)

And I don’t wanna be that guy,
That makes you sad,
Makes you cry, again
Without a doubt; sorry about,
F-cking all your friends (What?)

It’s 9 o’clock on the dot,
At the spot,
And I’m hanging’ with her friends again
Great taste,
Beautiful place,
And you’re fashionably late (Hey!)
And I don’t wanna be that guy,
That makes you sad,
Makes you cry, again
Without a doubt; sorry about,
Making out with your friends

Making out with your friends
Making out with your friends

Without a doubt,
Sorry about,
Having sex with all your friends
(Hahaha!)

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