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Well you could kiss my ass goodbye or you could sit and watch me cry |
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It don't make no difference to me |
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'cuz i call you slime i call you scum if this is your idea of fun |
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Are you fakin' misery fakin' pain and then you walk away from blame |
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So get under my skin or on my nerves then you'll get what you deserve |
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'cuz i'm sick of the flappin' lips and the waggin' tongues |
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And the ears that {?} |
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Now tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me |
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Something i don't already know |
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'cuz i'm sick of the flappin' lips and the waggin' tongues |
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And the ears that {?} |
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Now tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me |
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Something i don't already know |
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Yeah you could kiss my ass goodbye or you ccould sit and watch me cry |
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It don't make no difference to me |
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'cuz i can take a joke and i can get a hint and now it's gone before it went |
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Are you fakin' misery fakin' pain it's a little publicity game |
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Tell me |
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'cuz your little joke was a tragedy |
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And you can teeter on the punch line next to me |
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Teeter, oh teeter |
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Well you could kiss my ass goodbye or you could sit and watch me cry |
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It don't make no difference to me |
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'cuz i can take a joke and i can get a hint and now it's gone before it went |
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Yeah, you're fakin' misery fakin' pain and then you walk away from blame |
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So get under my skin or on my nerves |
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Soon you'll get what you deserve |
