claim to fame I don't like you Annoyed, annoyed, no I'm not paranoid 'Cos that would mean I have to care And I couldn't be annoyed You don't entertain ideas You
Übersetzung: Stiff Little Fingers. Ich mag dich nicht.
No I'm not paranoid Cos that would mean I have to care And I couldn't be annoyed You don't entertain ideas You simply bore them You couldn't find your feet If you
as you understand that I can't be whipped You sick of companionship I say abandon ship, I'm a gigolo so you know, I'm always on the go I ain't got no
lovin that dead body gloven Tastes like chicken finger lickin deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied I just ate my first dead body last
lovin that dead body grubbin Tastes like chicken finger lickin deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied I just ate my first dead body last
ain't nothing going down Or going up if my ruffneck ain't in town. (chorus) (x6) (verse three) I need a ruffneck I need a man that don't snitch like
in the oven Wicked clown lovin' that dead body grubbin' Tastes like chicken finger lickin' deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied I just
might fall off The whole time, I can't believe I can't conceive I don't wanna leave Hoo I'm kickin' into a freak with no head No face but the rest is straight She's with it, I hit it like
I don't know you and no, I don't ho you are a mo-therfuck-in ugly thing I listen to N'Sync, I am what your friends think I bum Mr. Friendly, with my
, gotta get a ruffneck I need it and I want it So I gotta get a reffneck I need a ruffneck I need a man that don't stitch like a bitch She'd tears or
the brasos Then I hit you from a different angle Leg sweep cheap shot bird s**t straight cop Soy el twin pistollero guerrero don't be afraid of that
hop, 'cause I am hip hop [Verse 2] I ain't tryin' make you dance I just rip beats but the Soul in my voice, give you quick feet I don't know what it'
right ladies first) So peep it - you see this girl Who been poppin mad shit about you So I want you to get into it a little bit I want you to cru-cru
I lie to you?"* S***, YOU MUSTA BEEN HUNGRY! *"Yes, this is true."* WELL DON'T THEY PAY YOU GOOD FOR THE STUFF THAT YOU DO? *"Well, you know, I can't
." Well don't they pay you good for the Stuff that you do? "well, you know, I can't complain when the checks come through..." Well I
I don't belong anywhere Aha... You see... I don't even belong where you are, you see I hope not! I, I'm a simple person, you know I have very small desires