Letras

It's that damn phone again May I take a shower now and then Hey mister, I'm soaking wet And I don't wanna buy your shit Rehearsed my set for tonight Everything was going alright When the doorbell broke my focus With someone trying To sell me hocus-pocus Are you testing my temper You can't be serious Are you testing my temper Watch what you say Or get out of my way Are you testing my temper You can't be serious Are you testing my temper 3, 2, 1, I'm gone Packed my gear And got on the road Arrived at the club For an new episode No food, no stage Nor people who care Why are we playing Let's get the hell outta here Are you testing my temper You can't be serious Are you testing my temper Watch what you say Or get out of my way Are you testing my temper You can't be serious Are you testing my temper 3, 2, 1, I'm gone As I was driving home I got pulled over The cop asked me if I'm still sober That was the straw That broke the camel's back I had to spend the night In a dirty shack Testing my temper You can't be serious Are you testing my temper Watch what you say Or get out of my way Are you testing my temper You can't be serious Are you testing my temper 3, 2, 1, I'm gone
Writer(s): Kurt Ackermann Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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