Get the Fuck Out

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Skid Row - Rock, USA

Get the Fuck Out

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[Verse 1] Your jokes ain't funny and there's nothin' you say That I wanna hear The sound of the door slammin' your ass out Is music to my ears If I can't beat you, then I'm gonna beat you to a pulp So can the TV rays and take my tonsil glaze right down your throat [Chorus] You're standin' too close, what the fuck's with you? You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo Well, no need to whimper And no need to shout This party's over, so get the fuck out Get the fuck out [Post-Chorus] Ah-hahahahahaha Woo [Verse 2] Well, I puke, I stink, bitch, give me a drink 'Cause I'm payin' for the room I ain't buyin' you breakfast, so keep your mouth busy And wrap your lips all around my attitude Take a walk with me, with your triple double-Ds And your forty-foot do Why you walkin' funny? You must've spent some time with the boys in the crew [Chorus] You're standin' too close, what the fuck's with you? You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo Well, no need to whimper No need to shout This party's over, so get the fuck out Get the fuck out [Post-Chorus] *Coughs* Know what I'm sayin'? Fuck you if you can't take a joke, man [Bridge] The morning's comin' and this is my bed If I find you here when I wake up The maid is gonna find me dead [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] You're standin' too close, what the fuck's with you? You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo No need to whimper Well no need to shout This party's over Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out!

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Credits

Writers
  • Dave “The Snake” Sabo
  • Rachel Bolan