Don't want to hear about it, see it on TV I got enough of my own leave me in my misery Don't send me no letters Don't call me on the phone The only time I'm feeling fine is when I'm at home But a man has to roam
Don't send me no texting, don't enter a email All that communication sends me straight to hell Don't give a bitchin' Don't grate on my ears Keep your mouth held real tight or you won't get any beer
Don't come over late at night just to say hello – no beer! If you want to drink up with me you had better be prepared Forever asking drunkenly if I only wanted to sleep I might stop my binging if it’s an emergency If it’s an emergency
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