Lyrics
If I could see with you eyes
If I could breathe with your lips
If I could love with your heart
Then I could start
To be just like you
A lying cheating whore
Who never does me right
Blows my friends on poker night
Only goes into my jeans to strip my
Wallet clean
You're a lying cheating whore
If I could dress like a slut
Make more home deliveries than Pizza Hut
If I could show my tits to every biker that passed
Then I'd have man boobs
And boy would that suck
But you're a lying cheating whore
Who's special cherry pie
Reminds me of a sewer line
Who drops trou at the drop of a hat
You'd make a good rat trap
You're a lying cheating whore
You'll never know
How hard I cried
When you said those three little words
It's too small
But you're a lying cheating whore
Who's hole is much too big
It's an archeological dig
They found the last poor schmuck
Who fell in when you fucked
You're a lying cheating whore
If I were drunk
You might still be hot
But only followed by a penicillin shot
Cuz you're a lying cheating whore
Writer(s): Phil Johnson
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