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Kevin Bloody Wilson - Hey GMH lyrics
Little while back I got thinking don’t use the ute much anymore Should retire the old girl gracefully, I’d look beaut in a new Commodore They told me it’d take three weeks, three weeks, pigs fuckin’ arse Cause as soon as I signed the dotted line, the fuckin’ bullshit started Hey GMH you cunts. Where’s me fuckin’ car You told me it’d take three weeks, it’s been three fuckin’ months so far I could’ve crocheted a fuckin’ Commodore by the time you cunts got started GMH you cunts where’s me fuckin’ car If I’d wanted to listen to bullshit I woulda’ played one of me own CD’s And I could’ve fertalized the fuckin’ Nullabour With the crap you’ve fed to me And as far as fuckin’ excuses, mate I’m a married drunk I tell lies for a livin’, so don’t practice on me ya cunt Hey GMH you cunts. Where’s me fuckin’ car You told me it’d take three weeks, it’s been three fuckin’ months so far I could’ve crocheted a fuckin’ commodore by the time you cunts got started GMH you cunts where’s me fuckin’ car Next time I come to see you, I’m gonna bring me mongrel kids And let’m loose in your fuckin’ showroom while I drink ya fuckin’ piss And when the cops com’n round up my mob and sling us out the fuckin’ door I’ll go and do what I should’ve done, I’ll go and buy a fuckin’ Ford Not happy mate Hey GMH you cunts. Where’s me fuckin’ car You told me it’d take three weeks, it’s been three fuckin’ months so far I could’ve crocheted a fuckin’ commodore by the time you cunts got off your arse GMH you cunts where’s me fuckin’ car I’ll dob you in ya cunts, I’ll tell John Laws on you He’ll kick the fuck out of you I saw GMH suck Kevvys cock. Not happy Mate |
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