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Текст: The Queers. Nothing To Do.

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