when my eyes do not roll back
Where slumber is scarce to find
and friends have a laugh
When joy is true inside
and alcohol always flows
How people really see each other
and open up their hearts at last.
What brings this freedom of friendship love
You must ask
The smile that is contagious
and laughs that last
Love that is shown
and people be themselves
And never let anything intervene
Let the conversation go . . .
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