Текст песни Blink-182 - Dysentery Gary

Текст:

Got a lotta heart ache He's a fuckin' weasel His issues make my mind ache Want to make a deal Cause I love your little motions You do with your pigtails What a nice creation Worth another night in jail He's a player, diarrhea giver, tried to grow his hair out When friends were listening to Slayer I would like to find him Friday night Hanging out with mom and trying on his father's tights Life just sucks, I lost the one, I'm giving up, she found someone There's plenty more, girls are such a drag So all you little ladies Be sure to choose the right guys You'll come back to me maybe I'll shower you with lies Got a lotta heart ache He's a fuckin' weasel Decisions make my mind ache Want to make a deal Ease away the problems and the pain The girl chose the one guy who makes you want to kick and scream All along, you wish that she would stay Fuck the guy who took and ran away He's a player, diarrhea giver, tried to grow his hair out When friends were listening to Slayer I would like to find him Friday night Hanging out with mom and trying on his father's tight Life just sucks, I lost the one, I'm giving up, she found someone there's plenty more, girls are such a drag Fuck this place! I lost the war, I hate you all, Your mom's a whore Wheres my dog? girls are such a drag

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