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Blame it all on my roots I showed up in boots and ruined your black tie affair.
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The last one to know, the last one to show, I was the last one you thought you'd see there.
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I saw the surprise and the fear in his eyes when I took his glass of champagne
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| Who the hell drinks champagne anyway? | |
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