Hey you, with bloodshot eyes all red
Nag Nag you're the drag of my last cigarette
Hey you, you should have stayed in bed
If I had a head like yours I'd have to bury it
If you want the truth then, you'll want to cry
Hear me out
I'm talking to you
Take off. You're making me a mess
I never should have given into your party dress
Back off! Or I'll flip my lid again
My temper sure is rising enough to wish you dead
And if you want it all then, you'll want to die
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Are you listening? Are you fucking listening to me?
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