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Tytuł: Nothing To Do

  • Wykonawca: Queers
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Said you called me, but you fucking lied.
  You little bitch you deserve to die.
  I'm just sitting here pulling my pud
  With a dirty magazine and a six of Bud
  
  Nothing to do, nothing to do
  Nothing to do, nothing to do
  
  You said we'd go see a flick,
  And you said that you'd suck my prick.
  Then I saw you with that jock,
  And all I can say is, "What the fuck?"
  
  Nothing to do, nothing to do
  Nothing to do, nothing to do