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You're coming down on meI'm staring right at you, right at youYou're coming down on meI'm staring right at youRight at youThe king is dead, ahaHe lays in front of you, in front of youThe king is dead, ahaHe lays in front of youIn front of youTwo weeks later,I'm getting sick of youI'm getting sick of youof you!The king is dead, ahaHe lays in front of you, in front of youThe king is dead, ahaHe lays in front of youIn front of youTwo weeks later,I'm getting sick of youLetras de cancionesI'm getting sick of youof you!Your voice is clean, it makes me sweatOh yeah, it makes me sweatYour skin is dry, it gives me shiversOh yeah, those kind of shiversMama don't like youEven papa dislikes youJust go away and leave me alone!Two weeks later,I'm getting sick of youI'm getting sick of youof you!Yea, I'm getting sick of you From Letras Mania