| I know this girl, yeah, her name is Kay
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| I used to fuck her but now she’s dead to me
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| 'Cause she took my shit and she ran away
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| She took my skateboard, my credit cards, and my favorite Bouncing Souls CD
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| I thought she was the one for me…
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| But if you see Kay
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| Tell her that she can, fuck off and die!
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| 'Cause I’m so tired of her fucking up my life
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| If you see Kay
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| Tell her that she can, fuck off and die!
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| 'Cause I can’t stand the fact that she’ll never be mine
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| Yeah, we used to hang out all night and day
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| Until she met some asshole that she liked more than me
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| I never thought she would act that way
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| But I always have been a sucker for her fucked up personality
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| And now there’s nothing more to say…
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| But if you see Kay
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| Tell her that she can, fuck off and die!
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| 'Cause I’m so tired of her fucking up my life
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| If you see Kay
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| Tell her that she can, fuck off and die!
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| 'Cause I can’t stand the fact that she’ll never be mine
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| I think about it every fucking day, yeah!
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| And how she ripped my heart away
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| Yeah, I thought she was the one for me
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| Yeah, what’s left to say?
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| But if you see Kay
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| Tell her that she can, fuck off and die!
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| 'Cause I’m so tired of her fucking up my life
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| But if you see Kay
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| Tell her that she can, fuck off and die!
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| 'Cause I can’t stand the fact that she’ll never be mine
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| I can’t stand the fact that she’ll never be mine… |