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Yeah, the next round is on me, raise your glasses high
We drink to friends, to life, and to death (cheers)
And to the girls too, oh right, speaking of which
Sometimes I do wonder, “What are you doing right now?”
Not that it’s on my mind or anything
I’m totally over it by now (really)
Am I counting the days since you left?
Sure, like I’ve had nothing better to do for 412 days
But the deeper the night, the better the idea — I’m a genius
And I know it’s pretty late, baby
But better late than never
Whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I think back
I stagger home (home, oh) and then I think of you
And whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I call you (ah-ah-ah)
I try to tell you (tell you, oh) what I can’t say otherwise (I don’t know)
The night is over, my head is clear again
What’s left are the messages on your voicemail
Where I talk to you for a few minutes about random stuff (all right)
Last night, that was a brilliant idea
And I never talk about you — well, mostly
Even though my friends would deny it
It’s Saturday, we’re hitting the bars
And I’m definitely not calling you, but maybe I should text you
Because the deeper the night, the better the idea — I’m a genius
And I know it’s pretty late, baby
But better late than never
Whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I think back
I stagger home (home, oh) and then I think of you
And whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I call you (ah-ah-ah)
I try to tell you (tell you, oh) what I can’t say otherwise (I don’t know)
But the deeper the night, the better the idea — I’m a genius
And I know it’s pretty late, baby
But better late than never
And the deeper the night, the better the idea — I’m a genius
And I know it’s pretty late, baby
But better late than never
Whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I think back (ah-ah)
I crawl home (home, oh) and then I think of you (ah-ah)
And whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I call you (ah-ah)
It’s four in the morning (morning, oh), why don’t you pick up? (I don’t know)
Because whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I think back (ah-ah)
I don’t make it home (home, oh), I’m lying in the bushes (ah-ah)
And whenever I’m drunk, I call you (ah-ah)
Provided that I can still (oh) remember my PIN (I don’t know)
Remember my PIN
We drink to friends, to life, and to death (cheers)
And to the girls too, oh right, speaking of which
Sometimes I do wonder, “What are you doing right now?”
Not that it’s on my mind or anything
I’m totally over it by now (really)
Am I counting the days since you left?
Sure, like I’ve had nothing better to do for 412 days
But the deeper the night, the better the idea — I’m a genius
And I know it’s pretty late, baby
But better late than never
Whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I think back
I stagger home (home, oh) and then I think of you
And whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I call you (ah-ah-ah)
I try to tell you (tell you, oh) what I can’t say otherwise (I don’t know)
The night is over, my head is clear again
What’s left are the messages on your voicemail
Where I talk to you for a few minutes about random stuff (all right)
Last night, that was a brilliant idea
And I never talk about you — well, mostly
Even though my friends would deny it
It’s Saturday, we’re hitting the bars
And I’m definitely not calling you, but maybe I should text you
Because the deeper the night, the better the idea — I’m a genius
And I know it’s pretty late, baby
But better late than never
Whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I think back
I stagger home (home, oh) and then I think of you
And whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I call you (ah-ah-ah)
I try to tell you (tell you, oh) what I can’t say otherwise (I don’t know)
But the deeper the night, the better the idea — I’m a genius
And I know it’s pretty late, baby
But better late than never
And the deeper the night, the better the idea — I’m a genius
And I know it’s pretty late, baby
But better late than never
Whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I think back (ah-ah)
I crawl home (home, oh) and then I think of you (ah-ah)
And whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I call you (ah-ah)
It’s four in the morning (morning, oh), why don’t you pick up? (I don’t know)
Because whenever I’m drunk (drunk, oh), I think back (ah-ah)
I don’t make it home (home, oh), I’m lying in the bushes (ah-ah)
And whenever I’m drunk, I call you (ah-ah)
Provided that I can still (oh) remember my PIN (I don’t know)
Remember my PIN
Writer(s): Karl Schumann, Felix Brummer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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