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Bitch
Hey sweety, you've got a great ass
You might want to be careful before you get glassed
Babe, everything I'm sayin' ain't a farce
Yeah, well maybe should get off the grass
Come on honey, gimme a chance
Dude, I'd never even give you a second glance
All I want to do is dance
There's no way I am going anywhere near your lance
What's a guy gotta do to get laid?
Maybe should find a girl you have to pay
Hey, that's not a very nice thing to say
I'm not the one making you stay
Your dress is fine, it would look great on my floor
Wow, it must be fun banging your head on a wall
There nothing wrong with looking to score
True, but you're really starting to bore
I think that you're funny, I think that you're smart
And picking up chicks is still a fine art
Come on, you must have a heart...
Dude, your idiocy is off the charts
Tell me honey, why we can't play
Ah, you're not my type, just go away
You can't tell me your not here to get laid
Oh, I'm sorry I neglected to tell you I'm gay
Say what? Nah, your far too fine
Hey, it's not my fault your so blind
Why you gotta be so unkind?
Coz I can think of better things to do with my time
© Indie Adams 2011
You might want to be careful before you get glassed
Babe, everything I'm sayin' ain't a farce
Yeah, well maybe should get off the grass
Come on honey, gimme a chance
Dude, I'd never even give you a second glance
All I want to do is dance
There's no way I am going anywhere near your lance
What's a guy gotta do to get laid?
Maybe should find a girl you have to pay
Hey, that's not a very nice thing to say
I'm not the one making you stay
Your dress is fine, it would look great on my floor
Wow, it must be fun banging your head on a wall
There nothing wrong with looking to score
True, but you're really starting to bore
I think that you're funny, I think that you're smart
And picking up chicks is still a fine art
Come on, you must have a heart...
Dude, your idiocy is off the charts
Tell me honey, why we can't play
Ah, you're not my type, just go away
You can't tell me your not here to get laid
Oh, I'm sorry I neglected to tell you I'm gay
Say what? Nah, your far too fine
Hey, it's not my fault your so blind
Why you gotta be so unkind?
Coz I can think of better things to do with my time
© Indie Adams 2011
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