Letra

I can handle this But I can't handle anything else, it's my own mistake It's based on me and not on my groin It's the little things in my pants that we're all living for I never really knew what that thing down there was used for Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo I kill the rock-rock-rock-rock-rock, yo Then she killed my brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain Nothing hurts anymore, nevermind Then she killed my- You wicked gay but then today, I think I'll be hardcore If I forget to take my medicine then I'll be sick I'm so hot-to-trot, I'm stealing all my beats from the blacks And from all the young girls is where I steal my act Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo I kill the rock-rock-rock-rock-rock, yo Then she killed my brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain Nothing hurts anymore, nevermind Then she killed my brain (Oh-ooh, oh-ooh Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah Oh-ooh, oh-ooh Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah) I can't stand it I can't stand it I can't stand it I can't stand it If I'm so wonderful then why am I so misunderstood? Everybody has a reason for it, except me It's the little things in my pants that we're all waiting for I never really knew what that thing down there was used for Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo I kill the rock-rock-rock-rock-rock, yo Then she killed my brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain Nothing hurts anymore, nevermind Then she killed my- (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
Writer(s): James Euringer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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