Praise Abort

I like to fuck, but no French letter Without a condom, the sex is better But every time I get it in A baby cries and sometimes twins I have six kids and I don't like it They eat too much and treat me like shit They only wear Posh label clothes If you give one hand, they bite off both And all my friends, they have big cars Big mansions, too, and smoke the fine cigars They have deep pockets, I don't know why I look in my purse and start to cry I hate my life, and I hate you I hate my wife, and her boyfriend, too I hate to hate, and I hate that I hate my life so very bad I hate my kids, never thought That I'd praise abort Praise abort That human praise abort I like to fuck, but now French letter 'Cause without kids, life is so much better So in the end, I got forced To stay away from female intercourse I hate my life, and I hate you I hate my wife, and her boyfriend, too I hate to hate, and I hate that I hate my life so very bad I hate my kids, never thought That I'd praise abort Praise abort That human praise abort Say goodbye Say goodbye, say goodbye We rise up, up to the sky Say goodbye, we'll come back Soon as pretty butterflies Make you cry I hate my life, and I hate you I hate my wife, and my boyfriend, too I hate to hate, and I hate that I hate myself so very bad I hate my offspring, never thought That I'd praise abort I praise abort I praise abort