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Professor 200
02:19
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There´s a girl
You people got on the wrong bus
Fix your makeup and sit still
There's a guy with a leather jacket on
He's got a paper aeroplane tattoo on his neck
I can spend hours and hours
And lifetimes doing that
There´s a girl beside me who smells like a man
There´s a girl beside me
She smells like a man
You wear a grand prick´s watch
We all know you fuck your secretary
She's taking the sleep out of your eye
But you're looking at my sovereign ring
Haha, I´m OK though
But I'll never be the kind of guy who feels like that
My fingers smell like fags
The lights are still red, red, red
I can spend hours and hours
And lifetimes doing this
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2. |
Bo Merton
02:36
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Sometimes I get so annoyed at you
I punch myself in the face
But when it starts to hurt
I realise it´s too late
I was always behind your back
Talking all kinds of shit
But then you started to get sick
I felt like a wee prick, a little prick
How many words can you remember?
Drunken words I said last night
How many tears can I remember?
Drunken tears you shed last night
I use you when I'm feeling lonely
Or when I'm a little bit bored
You were never meant to like me
No one's ever been cold
I can't help but feel horny
For something I never could get
But nature doesn't help with the guilt
Only helps with catching it, trapping it
How many words can you remember?
Drunken words I said last night
How many tears can I remember?
Drunken tears are on my mind
How many words can you remember?
Drunken words I said last night
How many tears can I remember?
Drunken tears you shed last night
I gave you nothing and you gave me wine
I don't think I'll be drinking tonight
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3. |
Dr Barry Play
01:50
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I'd say you were being sensitive
Then you'd run out the door
I know that you hide in the toilet
´Cos I want just a little more
So you are the captain
And I am the maid
I brought you your dinner
But you just knocked over, you just kicked over the plate
I'm running out of money
I´m running out of time
My legs are getting so sore
I'm running from this crime
So you are the captain
And I am the maid
I brought you your dinner
But you just knocked over, you just kicked over the plate
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4. |
Miss B.Medie
03:02
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Met on a beach
You kissed ma face
We slept on a beach
And it was ace
You were my first proper girfriend and I kissed you
As first kisses go it was really quite disturbing
Met on a beach
You kissed ma face
We slept on a beach
And it was ace
You were my first proper girfriend and I kissed you
As first kisses go it was really quite disturbing
I broke ma bone when I fell down
You were kinda laughing, but it wasn´t funny
It wasn't fucking funny, was it?
Kissed a girl
Met on a beach
You kissed ma face
We slept on a beach
And it was ace
You were my first proper girfriend and I kissed you
As first kisses go it was really quite disturbing
I broke ma bone when I fell down
You were kinda laughing, but it wasn´t funny
It wasn't fucking funny, was it?
Kissed a girl
The ambulance that saved me that day
She was going out with a guy from the Turkish mafia
But he never gave me any money
Kissed a girl
Shoot the girl
Don't eat my face, kiss it
What´s wrong with you?
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