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Drop dead said fred Jumped right back down his hole You lie, eel pie Serve it up hot or cold I hate your guts but I thought I'd be nice I stroked your ego but it didn't suffice I smiled politely and laughed at your jokes When all I want from you is cash for some smokes Disguise, nothing but lies You wouldn't know the truth if it could keep you alive Disgrace boat race The oars are pulling for you But you're losin' the race I hate your guts but I thought I'd be nice I stroked your ego but it didn't suffice I smiled politely and laughed at your jokes When all I want from you is cash for some smokes You don't give a damn about music You don't wanna have a good time Your tongue's as sharp as razor blades It's cut me too many times, too many times Letras de cancionesI hate your guts but I thought I'd be nice I stroked your ego but it didn't suffice I smiled politely and laughed at your jokes When all I want from you is cash for some smokes You don't give a damn about music You don't wanna have a good time Your tongue's as sharp as razor blades It's cut me too many times, too many times Too many times Hey! From Letras Mania