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Текст песне : Voltaire. Future Ex-Girlfriend.

Saw you on the street
We had to meet
I thought I should greet you
In just one week I would delete you

People say the stupidest things on their first date
Like "What's your real name?"
They reveal their ignorance but you adore them
So you just ignore them
Then came you raising the bar, oh you
You won't be undone
I looked into your eyes and much to my surprise
I saw that there was nothing in them
'Cause there's nothing between your ears but air

There goes my future ex-girlfriend
She's sweet as a rose
Yes she is
She has such beautiful lips
Now, if only they were closed

I love how you adore me, oh
But, honey, how you bore me
Your life's such a wreck
I've lost all respect
I don't mean to surprise you
It took just one week to dispise you

And I don't care that you're a model, no
'Cause let me say, it's clear to tell
That your brain is shot to hell
And no-one cares that you love Keanu
Oh, what's the difference anyway?
Everybody knows he's gay
Okay, I don't really know that but let's face it
He's too hot to be straight

There goes my future ex-girlfriend
That girl's such a prize
Yes she is
She'll be the queen of the world
For a day, or less in my eyes

Perhaps I'll wear a suit
When I give you the boot, ow
Hate to seem so superficial
I just think it'd look more official

There goes my future ex-girlfriend
She's sweet as a rose
Yes she is
She has such beautiful lips
Now, if only they were closed
There goes my future ex-girlfriend
That girl's such a prize
Yes she is
She'll be the queen of the world
For a day, or less in my eyes