His chest is pretty hairy He's got a breath from hell If you lost your head, he'll find it A perfect sense of smell When push comes to shove Unconditional
Hey, what's going on? Drool before I'm gone Waste some precious time, you know Sure I'm looking good Don't you think I would? I got Cindy Crawford's
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be impressed Then you're allergic, well, I should have guessed Then I made dinner to surprise you But when you got here you already ate Then I invited you to the movie My car freaked
Hurry! Hurry! I know you can do it Faster! Faster! Never mind that bleeding from your nose Busy! Busy! Always under pressure Rush it! Rush it! Shoot
How are you doing? Are you ok? Lovely day to get blown away While God and cancer sing a duet Hey, your neighbour's a paedophile Crackheads and Nazis,
Sanity takes a vacation You're on your own from now on Exploring the cracks inside you Primitive mind... One step towards separation One step towards
Them calories just gotta go Stopped eating a year ago I'm so thin you will not spot me sideways I wanna be a supermodel I wanna look like I'm dead I
I used to be a man of dignity A man of my word You could depend on me It hurts so fine When you cross that line The point of no return I used to preach
I am so healthy, I'm the healthy man I eat a lot of greens, I do the best I can Send the germs right up, be a yoghurt-fan Healthy Start the day with
Got the will of a jellyfish I merely float around My state of mind, my mental health Is everything but sound Never asleep, never awake Living in a haze
Football, baseball and racketball too You should worry 'bout the balls that I'm crushing on you I'm a sports fan, I'm above the law And my mission in
Trying hard to keep my cool Trying hard to forgive But I've been pushed around too long Drained on my will to live Don't provoke me, I'm a desperate
God, I have to know Is it really true? I refuse to believe in The stuff they write about you You always look real depressive But thatA's what makes
This is the wrong year This is the wrong year Believe me, I'm sincere We could use some help here This is the wrong year The planet's state's a bloody
I bang my head against The walls of stupidity I bang my head against The walls of stupidity I'm a pill, I'm a powder I'm a needle in your vain I flush
HavenA't got the time for this, waiting makes me sick Tell me what the hell you want and tell it to me quick My modem isnA't fast enough, maybe IA've