I could slip, I could fall In that mean and awful hall With the other jealous bitches And the bitter grumbling men
I could sneer, I could glare say that life is so unfair And the one who made it, made it `Cuz her breasts were really big
Well I don't wanna get bitter I don't wanna turn cruel I don't wanna get old before I have to
I could bitch, I could moan Say I want to be left alone But that's not really true, Because I like my time with you
Till you rant and you rave Wishing fat folks to their grave But I feel sorry for them You say they get what they deserve
Well I don't wanna get bitter I don't wanna turn cruel I don't wanna get old before I have to
I don't wanna get jaded Petrified and weighted I don't wanna get bitter like you Like you, with the darts in your eyes Like you, with disdain for mankind I was charmed, now I wonder
Well I don't wanna get bitter I don't wanna turn cruel I don't wanna get old before I have to So I'll smile with the rest I'll wish everyone the best And know the one who made it, Made it cuz she was actually pretty good Well I don't wanna get bitter I don't wanna turn cruel I don't wanna get old before I have to Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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