I was thinking, what I would say in your funeral
Hey, that's so selfish of you
I would tell 'em how I never liked you at all
Hey, you're so full of bull.
The way you make me sleep on the wet spot
Is that all that you've got?
How I would just love to see their faces, there
Who'd know, know how much love I'd have to bear
She's drop dead, gorgerous I'd say
Look at her while you pray
I think her father is gay
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