The Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster

The Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster - Palomino's Dream songtekst

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What kind of girl, would fuck, and leave me in the shit
What kind of whore, would suck, a brother in his cock
The filthy cow, that cow, she made me fucking sick
And now I'm born and rich and happy and in love with 
someone else
Sometimes I try, and think, In good and wholesome ways
I want to fuck, and fuck, and fuck you in the face
I am the puss, the stink, and this is all because
I am a c*nt of fuck a fuck of shit , a piece of fucking 
scum
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I like to sing, along, to every single song
I want a partner and grab a son, the work has just begun
I'm harsh, I'm cunning, I'm mainly always harsh
I am an evil bastard and I read between the lines
This is a joke, of course, I am a racing horse
I jump the hedge, the hedge, I focus on the hedge
And if I fall, and break, a leg or two I'll die
Because they'll shoot me in the head and then replace me 
for sunrise
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