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Darkbuster 22 Songs You Ll Never Want To Hear Again

And I know its kinda hard to believe The fucking reason that I'm singin the blues I hate this, I hate this Never be the rock n' roll star you want I hate

Heart Cheap Wine and Cigarettes Helps Me To Forget The Way We Went Apart And My Broken Heart I remember one fall night, Make that summer time She held me oh so close, She'd never

I Hate The Unseen If they were in the room I'd walk right up and say it to there face There singin songs about social security But that don't matter to you

wheels Where?d you learn to drive Hell on wheels Can?t go 55 There?s too much traffic you can?t pass On the side double line You better get direction

enough to make me want to go Even if those women were all in their underwear I wouldn't want to to to see the Lilith Fair I wouldn't want to to to see

to Georgia And did Diana and the Supremes Do run, run, run around Wait up wait a minute Mr. Postman Won?t you check your bag for the letter you found

Longstocking is a Redheaded Bitch It's not here hair that causes me grief It's the fact that their cut so deep She walks around so proud and thin I'll

with the pompous of love People keep talking about me baby Say I'm doing you wrong, doing you wrong But don't you worry baby, don't you worry mama Cause

That's Correct I dont know what I'll say I dont know what I'll do I know its getting old I'm gettings tired of you That's Correct Sick of the bullshit