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Hey, that cunt's not breathing I think she had too much of something or other Hey, man, you know what I mean I don't mean to scare you But you're the one who came here And you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave I'm not being smart or trying to be pulling my part And I'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve But you know people get emotional And sometimes they just don't act rational They think they're just on TV - sha la la la, man Why don't you just slip her away You know. I'm glad that we met man It was really nice talking And I really wish there was a little more time to speak But you know it could be a hassle Trying to explain myself to a police officer About how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed And it's not like we could help But there's nothing no one could do And if there was, man, you know I would have been the first Only, someone turns that blue Well, it's a universal truth And you just know: That bitch will never fuck again By the way, that's really some bad shit That you came to our place with Letras de cancionesBut you ought be more careful round the little girls It's either the best or it's the worst Since I don't have to choose, I guess I won't And I know, This is no way to treat a guest But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet And just lay her out in the darkest street And by morning, she's just another hit and run You know, some people got no choice And they can never even find a voice To talk with that they can even call their own So the first thing, that they see That allows them the right to be Why, they follow it You know, it's called bad luck From Letras Mania