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You think that you're so cool That you're nobody's fool But you've got a personality Just like a bucket full of pee How does it feel To be a real asshole
Your brains went black, when she took back her love And put it out into the sun, the birds did fly When the heavens all went dry And the cigarettes were
Why you bein' a dickhead for? Stop bein' a dickhead Why you bein' a dickhead for? You're just fuckin' up situations Why you bein' a dickhead for? Stop
Your brains went black When she took back her love And put it out into the sun The birds did fly When the heavens all went dry And the cigarettes were
A-S-S-H-O-L-E The word is mainly used as a profanity towards someone the speaker does not like, whose behavior is hurtful, self-centered, or particularly
When I first wanted I never ever was... naw When I first wanted I never ever thought twice When I first wanted, When I first wanted... When I first
Why don't you touch me? Why don't you move me? My little darling Why don't you prove me? You wanna suck - You need your 1st cock I'm gonna teach you
I am an asshole Yes I am And I'm gonna hurt you I am a wanker Yes I know And I'll never change I am a sick man Yes I am And I will desert you I am a buster
(s macdonald) No I won't be saying goodbye any time soon and i I promise not to be an asshole I could give my all for our good if you can then I would
It was a hot day (Woah) And there were boobies Ahoy I am a bastard (Woah) I've been a very naughty boy Hell has no fury like a woman is scorned I ain
No matter how hard I try I always find a reason why To waste my day with you I got a list of demands and no antidote Green thumb on my hand and some hope
I guess you don't understand You meant a lot to me More than you think You are now where I was then How the fuck, does it feel? It's a pity 'cause I
Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream About me, about you, the way our American hearts beat Down in the bottom of our chests, about