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I’m gonna call up some of my brothers,
And a few of the ladies I know
I’m gonna rent a hall and get them all and,
Put on a heck of a show

Make sure that we got a kitchen,
With a oven and a stove
We’ll all get in there cookin’,
Then we’ll throw open the doors

Playin’ with my friends,
Playin’ with my friends,
Playin’ with my friends
We’ll have a good time,
Playin’ with my friends

I’m gonna boil me a pot of pasta
And some marinara too
A little macaron and provolone
Enough for me and you

Then we’ll grab all the guitars,
Greasy hands and all
Someone’ll count off a shuffle,
Man we’ll have a ball

Playin’ with my friends,
Playin’ with my friends,
Playin’ with my friends
We’ll have a good time,
Playin’ with my friends

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Yes, we gonna buy some of that red, red wine,
The best that money can buy
You gotta drink it all from a paper cup,
That this here Saturday life is right

Everybody’s gonna stand up,
Sing their favorite tune
You can pick any tune you want to,
As long as it’s the blues

Playin’ with my friends,
Playin’ with my friends,
Playin’ with my friends
We’ll have a good time,
Playin’ with my friends...

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