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DJ Katch & Hayley - Bravo Hits 97 - Lights Out (Too Drunk)
Bravo Hits 97
Disc 1
01. Chained to the Rhythm
02. Castle on the Hill
03. Chasing Highs
04. Stay
05. It Ain’t Me
06. Tuesday
07. Something Just Like This
08. Be Mine
09. Slide
10. Swalla
11. I Love You
12. Cloud 9
13. Ohne dich
14. Tied Up
15. Show You Love
16. Ciao Adios
17. Steady 1234
18. Cake
19. Lights Out (Too Drunk)
20. Everyday
21. Meine Posse
22. Aliens
23. Mask Off
Disc 2
01. Despacito
02. Animal
03. Cold
04. Green Light
05. Believer
06. Legendary
07. Weak
08. All Time Low
09. September Song
10. Blossom
11. Don’t Kill My Vibe
12. Breathe
13. I Feel It Coming
14. Issues
15. Down
16. Run Up
17. That’s What I Like
18. Heavy
19. Bartender
20. Kreise
21. Wenn du liebst
22. Ist da jemand
There go the lights now
And there go my eyes now
I'm on the way down
You're moving closer

You say one more round
That's it, it's lights out
Can't even speak now
Good luck with my number

You didn't really think that we were gonna get down, did ya?
'Cause all I want is my bed now that I'm done with ya
I'm gonna get in this cab, so go pay the tab, would ya?
No, I can't wait for ya, this night is over

Who the hell gave me champagne with sambuca shots?
You're tryna get to know me, I'm busy throwing up
I know all night I been on ya, getting me all worked up
But now you're shit outta luck
'Cause I'm way too drunk, way too drunk to fuck

'Cause I'm way too drunk

'Cause I'm way too drunk

Another night out
Don't cash 'em all out
Just caught your eye now
You head on over

I got your whole crime
Tell you to make mine
Double with fresh lime
And we do it over

You didn't really think that we were gonna get down, did ya? (Did ya?)
'Cause all I want is my bed now that I'm done with ya
I'm gonna get in this cab, so go pay the tab, would ya? (Would ya?)
No, I can't wait for ya, this night is over

Who the hell gave me champagne with sambuca shots?
You're tryna get to know me, I'm busy throwing up
I know all night I been on ya, getting me all worked up
But now you're shit outta luck
'Cause I'm way too drunk, way too drunk to fuck

'Cause I'm way too drunk

'Cause I'm way too drunk

I have fun leading you on
It's your fault, don't be so dumb
Every night, you try it on
But free gin and t's are all that I want

Who the hell gave me champagne with sambuca shots?
You're tryna get to know me, I'm busy throwing up
I know all night I been on ya, getting me all worked up (getting me all worked up)
But now you're shit outta luck (shit outta luck)
'Cause I'm way too drunk, way too drunk to fuck

'Cause I'm way too drunk

'Cause I'm way too drunk