I despise you from block 15 of the CBS |
Can't stand you in the songs, I write and sing |
Hate you because, you don't have any skill or pace |
There's nothing to the party, that you bring |
Cheap, you are cheap |
Although you play as though you're asleep |
Wish you'd gone, why must we keep |
'Cause you will take us down, down, down |
Oh Declan, oh Jobello, oh DaCosta, Martin Lane |
I wrote so many songs about you |
Wish I could forget your name |
Hillsner, Mason, Allen, Ngandu, Pask and Ben Wilson too |
Wish I forgot your name |
Hillsner, Mason, Allen, Ngandu, Pask and Ben Wilson too |
Wish I forgot your name |
I despise you from block 15 of the CBS |
I hate the way I ask myself why oh why? |
I hate to write about each game that you play |
And I despise you until my fountain pen runs dry |
Deep so deep, the very bottom of the heap |
How much longer must we keep, you make me cry, cry, cry, cry |
Oh Tavares, Oh Shipley, Oh Jobello, Oh Rus |
At least you didn't cost any money, I wrote this song for you |
I wrote this song for you |
Hillsner, Mason, Allen, Ngandu, Pask and Ben Wilson too |
I wrote this song for you |
Hillsner, Mason, Allen, Ngandu, Pask and Ben Wilson too |
Oh Tavares, Oh Shipley, Oh Jobello, Oh Rus |
At least you didn't cost any money, I wrote this song for you |
I wrote this song for you |
Hillsner, Mason, Allen, Ngandu, Pask and Ben Wilson too |
I wrote this song for you |
Hillsner, Mason, Allen, Ngandu, Pask and Ben Wilson too |
For you, for you |
I wrote this song for you |
I wrote this song for you |