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Bratmobile - Gimme Brains lyrics
I want you to go I want you to know that I hate you so And all the fucken boys in the fucken bands Just shut up and get outta my car Nothing you know won't get you far enough the hell away from me Oh no! All the girls can see what you really are So don't mind me Now that little boy genius thinks he's a star You think you're so cool, breaking every rule--a boy that drools! And they all say that I knew better than this Well hell, of course I did Gimme brains for breakfast baby And gimme more for lunch Throw me a bone for dinner yeah yeah A girl could starve on a boy like you With nothing left to offer so that means that we're through And yeah so that also means that we're not friends, alright? Call call call call call You don't know me at all So don't try to talk about how old is Fitz and that you daddy's sick A boy is good for nothing, can't give you things I'm sick of nothing And all the girls that sing along go |
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