Uncouth

The Queers

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    Excuse my French I think I swore
    I called your mom a dirty whore
    Pardon me I think I farted
    Please don't think that I'm retarded

    Mercy me I think I puked
    Please don't let that get you spooked
    Just overlook that I'm a mess
    While I run my hands up your dress

    I'm uncouth
    I'm uncouth
    I'm uncouth
    I'm uncouth

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    Holy cow I stole your car
    I burned the seats with my cigar
    Kiss my ass, I hate your guts
    I may be rude, but I'm not nuts

    I'm sorry baby but that's just the way it has to be
    When we first fucked
    I told you get the hell away from me
    With all my stupid bullshit
    You haven't had enough
    To get fucked up the ass each night
    It must be fucking tough

    [Chorus]

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    Composición: Joe Queer y Chris Barrows

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