Текстове на песни: White Kaps. Blown In The U.S.A.. Business.

Don't ask me, don't tell me anything at all.
The phone rings - no answer - you'll know I made the call.
Invite yourself to places, don't want you there at all.
One of these days I'm gonna nail you to the ground, you're gonna fall.
Mind your own business, don't bother minding mine.
You bug the shit out of me every single time.
Mind your own business, don't bother minding mine.
You bug the shit out of me every single time.
Don't ask me, don't tell me anything at all.
The phone rings - no answer - you'll know I made the call.
Invite yourself to places, don't want you there at all.
One of these days I'm gonna nail you to the ground, you're gonna fall.
Mind your own business, don't bother minding mine.
You bug the shit out of me every single time.
Mind your own business, don't bother minding mine.
You bug the shit out of me every single time.
You giggle, you laugh, you make me ****in cringe.
You make me want to grab a bottle and go on a binge.
Mind your own business, don't bother minding mine.
You bug the shit out of me every single time.
Mind your own business, don't bother minding mine.
You bug the shit out of me every single time.
(You're in my face every god damn day!)
Mind your own business, don't bother minding mine.
You bug the shit out of me every single time.
(You're in my face every god damn day!)
Mind your own, mind your own, mind your own business