The Final Count Down Songtext
von Pitch Perfect

I′ve got my ticket for the long way round,
Two bottles of whiscky for the way,
And i sure would like some sweet company,
And i'm leaving tomorrow what ya say,
When i′m gone,
When i'm gone,
Your gunna miss me when i'm gone,
Your gunna miss me by my hair your gunna miss me everywhere,
Oh, your gunna miss when i′m gone,
When i′m gone,
When i'm gone,
Your gunna miss me when i′m gone,
Your gunna miss me by my walk your gunna miss me by my talk,
Ohh, your gunna miss me when i'm gone,


I′ve got my ticket for the long way round,
The one with the prettiest of veiws,
Its got mountaines got rivers,
Its got sights that give you sivers,
Oh, it sure would be prettier with you,
When im gone,
When im gone,
Your gunna miss me when im gone,
Your gunna miss me by my walk your gunna miss me by my talk,
Oh, your gunna miss me when im gone,
When im gone,
Whem im gone,
Your gunna miss me when im gone,
Your gunna miss me by my hair your gunna miss me everywhere,
Ohh, your sure gunna miss me when im gone,
When im gone,
When im gone,
Your gunna miss me when im gone,
Your gunna miss me by my talk your gunna miss me when im gone.