Frank Sinatra Jr. & Brian Griffin - pLace | Текст песни

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On the western side of Quahog,
if you'd care to come along,
there's a club that's so exclusive
that the line is ten miles long.

Where the douchebags come to party
and to spend their fathers' cash
- just to take home slutty women
and then wake up with a rash.
Yeah they wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up with a rash!

Take me out to pLace tonight,
where the wool knit caps are tight!
And the guys in hooded sweatshirts
have forgotten that they're white.
Take me out to pLace tonight,
where a dude can pick a fight
Over who takes home that smoking
Chinese bar skank...on the right...
There's a throng of trendy people and
they're streched around the block.
And there's one unpleasant deaf guy
who just really shouldn't talk.

Vodka tonic please.

There's a chick who's kind of Persian,
and a broad with zero fat.
And a giant human monkey.
Oh no wait, that's Spencer Pratt

Yeah, you're right...that's Spencer Pratt

Take me out to pLace tonight,
to a bathroom stall delight
Where a girl will help you empty
every last electrolyte
Take me out to pLace tonight
where there ain't no cellulite,
and we'll drink ourselves insane
until we're feeling... dynamite!

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