Just Be Careful

So are you going to the party?
Yeah, How about you?
I was thinking about it,
But I don't know what to do.

There's going to be liquor,
There's going to be beer,
But getting wasted,
Is something I don't fear.

Getting trashed at a party,
Is something I don't do.
To tell you the truth,
I'm worried about you.

You get smashed all the time,
Until you're blue in the face.
I fear what might happen,
If you keep up this pace.

So please don't drink,
And if you do, don't drive.
Because the next time I see you,
I'd like you to be alive.

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