Married With Children

There's no need for you to say you're sorry Goodbye, I'm going home I don't care no more, so don't you worry Goodbye, I'm going home I hate the way that even though you know you're worng You say you're right I hate the books you read and all your friends Your music's shite, it keeps me up all night, up all night There's no need for you to say you're sorry Goodbye, I'm going home I don't care no more, so don't you worry Goodbye, I'm going home I hate the way that you are so sarcastic And you're not very bright You think that everything you've done's fantastic Your music's shite, it keeps me up all night, up all night And it will be nice to be alone For a week or two But I know then I will be right Right back here with you, with you With you, with you, with you, with you, with you There's no need for you to say you're sorry Goodbye, I'm going home I don't care no more, so don't you worry Goodbye, I'm going home