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Lyrics: T.S.O.L.. Wasted.



I'm in my car cause I needed a place to be
I met a girl who was thoroughly so complete
we got so high that
we couldn't get back through the door

we took a drive to the corner of 15th street
we met a man who said he was selling dreams
we couldn't sleep
and there's nowhere to go anymore so...

Where do we go when we're wasted?
Where do we go when we're wasted?
Where do we go when we are?

She had a friend who lived in a place downtown
She was away and they're tearing the building down
I can't remember
But I thought I knew how to score, so...


Where do we go when we're wasted?
Where do we go when we're wasted?
Where do we go when we are?

I dropped her off and it had to be close to three
I've got nobody
and there's nobody who's got me
I'm all alone
and there's nowhere to go anymore

Where do we go when we're wasted?
Where do we go when we're wasted?
Where do we go when we are?