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Intoxicated male teens You know what that means The beautiful redhead here needs to be demeaned You passed her around like the bottle of rum you were splitting You, lecherous opportunist, imposed your will on a girl And the horses tried to eat eachother that night I'm gonna rent out your grave like a dancehall for weddings and anything else that's profitable Yours is the only obituary I'll frame And I hope you can hear my defeaning applause at your funeral A standing ovation in my head I'm gonna rent out your grave like a dancehall for weddings and anything else that's profitable 'Cause it's possible it'd be profitable From Letras Mania