Cuban Cigar Crisis

Cuban Cigar Crisis - Hilter Aviation Museum lyrics

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 If you want me to go away

 I will

 and not come back another day

 if you want me to play the crook

 I will

 you won't hear what i've got to say

 

 I know you don't have a lot to dis

 so you

 pick on me for once

 just get this through your head

 I'm not

 about pulling my Y fronts

 down

 

 down for you

 down for her

 or down for me

 well, maybe down for me

 the only thing i have to go by

 is your constant lack of subtlety

 

 nobody smiles

 at me anymore

 ever since you told them

 I was such a whore

 

 now i don't want to cause no harm

 but you

 try to pull everybody in

 with your infectious charm

 and venomous

 feminism

 

 I can think of worse ways

 to

 sooth white suburban guilt

 but to me you still smell like

 expired milk

 

 nobody smiles

 at me anymore

 ever since you told them

 I was such a whore

 

 yo ching? con hitler

 que importa?

 yo ching? a hitler

 que importa?

 yo ching? a hitler

 que importa?

 yo ching? a hitler

 que importa?

 

 que importa?

 

 right on my sister

 your the victim here

 

 
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