one, he was pissed, an excuse that you probably missed
'Cause his smile and his grace made your skirt ride high
two, still drunk and his breath most definitely stunk
Of the lies and the shite he was spitting out
So won't you throw his song away
Won't you throw his song away
Won't you throw his song away
three, is the verse that'll make you smile
And if you're able to hold back the bile and just kiss his hairy ear
four is as sad as a man ever gets
Is a verse built to open your legs
If you don't, if you don't, he'll retire
You, you deserve higher than I can sing
Deserve lower than the trumpet can swing
You, you deserve all
Me, I'm beyond all that ism and blues
I'm beyond all that, I always lose
Yes I fuck, but I win

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