The King of Copenhagen
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It started on payday
A thousand in his hand
He decided to high roll
Without his band
He walked into a bar
Money bet the place
Six hours later
He was on his face
All he remembers
Strippers on his knees
Champagne on his face
Begging him please
The bills kept coming
Didn't know what he said
Three hours later
Credit card was dead
He walked in like a rock star
And was tossed out like a bum
Don't be mistaken
He's the king of Copenhagen
Next thing you know
He was on the floor
Covered in puke
Tossed out the door
Bumped into a hooker
Out on the street
She stole his cash
The king was beat
He walked in like a rock star
And was tossed out like a bum
Don't be mistaken
He's the king of Copenhagen
Now the moral of the story
Is don't drink cologne
Bring your mates
Credit cards at home
If you have a blackout
Strippers on your knees
King of Copenhagen
His story can't be beat
He walked in like a rock star
And was tossed out like a bum
Don't be mistaken
He's the king of Copenhagen