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We don't really wanna leave, wanna leave, wanna leave
We don't really wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
We don't got no place to be, no place to be, no place to be
But it's time for us to roll, for us to roll, for us to roll

Elion: Ay, uh, help me play this man
Porkchop: Alright man, hold on, hold on I...
Elion : What are you doing over there
Porkchop: Procrastinating
Elion: Are you still looking for that lighter?
Porkchop: I f*cking know, I can't find one
Elion: C'mon dude, lets finish this and then we can smoke weed
Porkchop: We need a f*cking lighter

We don't really wanna leave, wanna leave, wanna leave
We don't really wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
We don't got no place to be, no place to be, no place to be
But we're running out of smoke, out of smoke, out of smoke

Elion: Man we had good times didn't we?
Porkchop: F*ck yea we did bro it was great times
Elion: Hell yea, we met the alien
Porkchop: F*ckin' Bibble got him high as f*ck
Elion: Bibble, we went to court
Porkchop: Beat the case bro
Both: Beat the case
Elion: You Finished that song didn't you?
Porkchop: Yea I finally finished it, but I don't know f*cking Spanish
Elion: Arriba

We don't really wanna leave, wanna leave, wanna leave
We don't really wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Thanks for lending us your ear so grab a beer and cheer
There's nothing left to see they're kicking us to the curb

Porkchop: Thanks to Will Best for helping us out on drums getting those couple tracks done,
Thanks to Rebecca Saringer for doing our album art
Elion: Yea thanks for Ryan on the Sax, thanks for Ashley on some vocals uh Mary jane thanks for
Letting us smoke you and thanks for listening guys
Both: We're Loose Change

We don't really wanna leave, wanna leave, wanna leave
We don't really wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
We don't got no place to be, no place to be, no place to be
But we're running out of smoke, out of smoke, out of smoke
(Yea like that)
Son of a f*cking bitch, I found the lighter...
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We don't really wanna leave, wanna leave, wanna leave
We don't really wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
We don't got no place to be, no place to be, no place to be
But it's time for us to roll, for us to roll, for us to roll

Elion: Ay, uh, help me play this man
Porkchop: Alright man, hold on, hold on I...
Elion : What are you doing over there
Porkchop: Procrastinating
Elion: Are you still looking for that lighter?
Porkchop: I f*cking know, I can't find one
Elion: C'mon dude, lets finish this and then we can smoke weed
Porkchop: We need a f*cking lighter

We don't really wanna leave, wanna leave, wanna leave
We don't really wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
We don't got no place to be, no place to be, no place to be
But we're running out of smoke, out of smoke, out of smoke

Elion: Man we had good times didn't we?
Porkchop: F*ck yea we did bro it was great times
Elion: Hell yea, we met the alien
Porkchop: F*ckin' Bibble got him high as f*ck
Elion: Bibble, we went to court
Porkchop: Beat the case bro
Both: Beat the case
Elion: You Finished that song didn't you?
Porkchop: Yea I finally finished it, but I don't know f*cking Spanish
Elion: Arriba

We don't really wanna leave, wanna leave, wanna leave
We don't really wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Thanks for lending us your ear so grab a beer and cheer
There's nothing left to see they're kicking us to the curb

Porkchop: Thanks to Will Best for helping us out on drums getting those couple tracks done,
Thanks to Rebecca Saringer for doing our album art
Elion: Yea thanks for Ryan on the Sax, thanks for Ashley on some vocals uh Mary jane thanks for
Letting us smoke you and thanks for listening guys
Both: We're Loose Change

We don't really wanna leave, wanna leave, wanna leave
We don't really wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
We don't got no place to be, no place to be, no place to be
But we're running out of smoke, out of smoke, out of smoke
(Yea like that)
Son of a f*cking bitch, I found the lighter...
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Writer: Christian Rodriguez, Durrell Willis
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