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Remember when we used to hold each other closeAnd gaze so deeply in each others' eyesRemember how I said I'd never let you goAnd how you swore you'd never tell me lies(You do? Well...)All I remember is the way you nonchalantly squashed my heart just like a cockroach on the floorAll I remember is the happiness I felt the day I finally kicked your skank ass out the doorRemember when you were the best part of my lifeThe reason I got up to face the dayRemember how you swore you'd always stay by meLetras de cancionesAnd love me for forever, come what may(You do? Well...)All I remember is the nights you'd go out drinkingand I'd pray the cops would find you somewhere deadAll I remember is the way that all my dishesbecame airborne and flew right into my headNow please don't think I'm ranting cuz I'm bitterI've found somebody new and I've moved onBut if only your name rhymed with twisted, psychotic slutI'd have a great idea for a songRemember how we used to drive down to the beachAnd walk along the seashore hand in handRemember how we used to sit and watch the wavesAnd spell out our initials in the sand(You do? Well...)All I remember is the whining and the moaning and the griping about every little thingAll I remember is how soundly I could sleep when I dreamt of your lifeless body festeringNow please don't think that this is all just hindsightI've felt this way about you for so longAnd if only your name rhymed with sadistic, lying bitchI'd have a great idea for a songOh, your name...might as wellRhyme with psycho whore from south of hellCuz of all the crap you put me through back thenOh, if only your mom and dadHad named you something that rhymed with walking, talking maxipadThink of all the clever tunes I could have pennedCuz Becky rhymes with yeckyAnd Missy rhymes with pissyAnd Susie rhymes with floozieAnd Patty rhymes with fattyElizabeth rhymes with kiss-of-deathAnd Eleanor rhymes with smelly whoreAnd Marigold rhymes with hairy-holedAnd Lauren rhymes with scorin'Celia Linda Park rhymes with Feel ya in the darkDaisy Rhoda York rhymes with Easy ho ta porkRhonda Lynn Mae Stutback rhymes with Fondlin' my buttcrackI'd pay you to change your name to Shelly HuntHEY!Remember when your latest hunk of throbbing meatHad left you for a tighter piece of assRemember when you called me, sobbing on the phoneAnd begged me to forgive you for your past(You do? Well...)All I remember is that lab rats don't push leversAfter taking an electric shock or twoI'd rather duct tape a live wire to my grointhan take a death march down memory lane with youNow please don't think I want to be your friend nowI'd rather see John Goodman in a thongBut if only your name rhymed with back-stabbing heartless trampI'd have a great idea for a songYes, if only your name rhymed with manipulative conniving whoreI'd have a great idea for a songYeah if only your name rhymed with worthless, cheating, worm-ridden, butt-ugly, bile-sucking, skanky, smelly, slutty, waste of flesh, fat and bone that makes me want to donate my entire life savings to NASA in the hopes that someday they'll make a time machine and I can retroactively give your parents a box of condomsI'd have a great idea for a song. From Letras Mania