charles bronson - fratguy on the barbi lyrics
walk in packs from the 503
thinking to score, shout “hey baby”
with a f-ck-off reply, so you switch
and turn around and call her a f-cking b-tch
you f-cking jocks, yeah i wanna f-ck with you
i’ll spit in your face and wreck your f-cking hairdo
you wouldn’t do sh-t if you weren’t full of beer
impress your fellow clones, give ’em a reason to cheer
and i’ll cheer
when you wrap yourselves around a telephone poll
you f-ckin’ drunks, sure i’m a f-ckin’ h-m-
if you’re drunken macho image is the one i’m supposed to portray
i’d rather stay a c-ck-sucking f-ggot any f-ckin’ day
i can’t fight – if you say so
you’re not drunk – if you say so
you’re all -ssholes and you don’t even have to try
so why don’t you go back to hillcrest and f-cking die!
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