| Ah, for fuck’s sake, not again
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| Oh, the bloody noise is doing my head in
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| This has gotta stop now
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| 'Cause I’m out working all day from 9 till 6
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| Stressed out by my bosses, arrogant pricks
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| When I get through the door I just wanna chill out
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| Roll up a joint, yeah that’s what it’s about
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| But the bitch upstairs has the music full blast
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| My blood pressure’s raising really fast
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| Every fucking night with the same fucking tune
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| All I fucking hear is her «boom boom boom»
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| I work all day, you just loaf at your room
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| Just fucking turn down that «boom boom boom»
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| Right, that’s it
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| I’m going up there
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| Hey I’m the girl from the second floor
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| — Holy shit, what the fuck is going on?!
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| — Cool it lady, what the hell is wrong?
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| You’re driving me crazy with that fucking CD
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| — Hey bitch, don’t raise your voice at me
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| This constant noise has got to stop now
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| — Oh yeah? |
| Says who? |
| You stuck up cow
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| Who’re you calling a cow? |
| You psycho bitch
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| — Just get off my case you hysterical witch
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| Show some fucking respect, I just wanna chill
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| — Well, get yourself some earmuffs and take a pill
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| I work all day, you just loaf at your room with that same fucking track going «boom boom boom»
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| Every fucking night with the same fucking tune
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| All I fucking hear is that «boom boom boom»
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| I’m gonna stay all day in my room
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| So fucking get used to that «boom boom boom» |