I ain’t got a dad like you
Mine don’t tell me what to do
Let’s me do just what I like
So I stay out on my bike
And me mum is different too
Don’t give me no jobs to do
Let’s me eat pizza every day
Don’t make me put me stuff away
Me brother he don’t have a clue
What the ‘ell I get up to
Truth is even he don’t care
Too busy spiking up his hair
So you want to be me, do you
Doing anything you want to do
You don’t know nothing, idiot
I’ve got nothing, you’ve got the lot
MarieAntoinette
25.01.2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
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