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Letras:Fame. Dogs In the Yard.

I wanna be bad and not even care
I wanna go out of my head somewhere
I wanna go crazy like the dogs in the yard
I wanna cut the rope but it's getting so much harder

I think I'll play poker stay out every night
Throw stones at the water in the morning light

I wanna be lazy like the dogs in the yard
Why can't I fly tonight? Why can't I sleep all morning?
I'm going out of my mind tonight
That's where I'm going, that's where I'm going

Gonna have a good time, before it's too late
Come on, baby, let's go uptown and celebrate, gonna celebrate

We're gonna run crazy like the dogs in the yard
We're gonna fly tonight, we're gonna sleep all morning
We're going out of our minds tonight
That's where we're going, that's where we're going