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Macaulay Culkin, Macaulay Culkin
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Macaulay Macaulay Macaulay Culkin
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Alone at home, alone at home
I throw a party, I love the fun
I throw a party, mom's not here
I throw a party, it's a blast
The burglars are coming, the burglars are coming
I sweat nervously from my armpits
I don't like any robbery
Take everything but not my tobacco

This is my house, this is my house
Leave the fake Botticelli painting
It was a little gift from my cousin Eli
If you mess around, I'll spray you with Nely hairspray

I get tipsy, I get tipsy
Before going to bed, I drink wine
And I eat a pack of Filipinos
And if I'm in a hurry, I even smoke a joint
I recover, I recover
They took everything, even the ashtray
But at least they left me the lighter
And they gave me a tupperware of stew

Macaulay Culkin, Macaulay Culkin
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Macaulay Macaulay Macaulay Culkin
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Macaulay Culkin, Macaulay Culkin, Macaulay Culkin
Macaulay Culkin, Macaulay Culkin
Macaulay Culkin, Macaulay Culkin, Macaulay Culkin
Macaulay, Macaulay, Macaulay, Macaulay Culkin

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