It started with daquiris, they got us in the mood, Then a bus ride to Chatty and Blake made us some food. We stocked up on beers then a short taxi ride, Waiting at the bus stop, sitting side by side. We arrived at the party and knocked on the door, And added our shoes to the pile on the floor. Some Aussies, some Kiwis and Japanese brides, This is who greeted us when we walked inside. A house warming party, an Australian plant we brought, Us bloody loud Aussies, or so others thought. Thrown out of the party, the neighbours too close, So Blake entertained us throwing his bike into posts. Walking down back streets without a care, Blake couldnt resist Haren's dare Straight up the wall and into a tree, It could've turned into
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