Testo di F.u.c.k.

F.u.c.k, i want my cd's back fuck, my new girlfriends stacked fuck, shes gained some weight fuck, i'm doing great But please don't tell her, the truth being happy, is just a spoof Fuck, tell her i'm rich fuck, she was always a bitch fuck, life's treating me good fuck, hope she chokes on her food But please don't tell her, the truth being happy, is just a spoof or let on to how pathetic i've been since she left with all of our friends F.u.c.k., f.u.c.k., fuck tell her these things Fuck, you don't see me much fuck, we don't stay in touch fuck, i think he's always drunk fuck, heard he's into punk Fuck, fuck tell her these things