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Got a phone call A dead ringer Screams in my ear Scratch my cheekbone Sniff my armpit This damn phone rings Every minute My staple gun (Mustang) Shoots like magnum (Mustang) Going to pump some (Mustang) Lead inside him (Mustang) He thinks he's so damn cool (Mustang) And the girls think he's so cool (Mustang) I'll plug his butt up (Mustang) To make him blow up Letras de cancionesTied up by my apron strings Waiting for my next wet dream Hey, wait! (Hey, wait) You don't know a thing about me Do you Do you Do you know Dangling off an apron string Hey, wait! (Hey, wait) You don't know a thing about me Love thy mother Love thy father Love thy neighbor Don't say, "goddamn" (Amen!) Don't say, "Jesus Christ" (Amen!) You know that isn't right (Amen!) Now please don't kill me (Amen!) With your stapler Good boys get down on their knees Reverend, please, you're hurting me Hey, wait (Hey, wait) You don't know a thing about me Do you Do you Do you know When the guilt begins to bleed Hey, wait! (Hey, wait) You don't know a thing about me You don't know a thing about me, do you? You don't know a thing about me, do you? You don't know a thing about me, do you? You don't know a thing about me, do you? Fire We salute you From Letras Mania