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My mates and I went to London drinking and boozing
Getting back to the accommodation proved difficult and confusing
Imagine the scene when you're drunk and colour blind
All lines on the underground make finding anywhere impossible to find


We all decided to get off first at Leicester Square
Looking around for thirty minutes our accommodation wasn't there 
One of my mates then suggested Kings Cross
We knew it wasn't there so we argued the toss


I don't know how but we ended up in West Ruislip
My eyes were tired and I needed to kip 
It was there when an idea entered my head 
I suggested we all catch the last train home instead