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Where've you been? I think about how things should happen What do ya know? I think about how things had to go Now I see I see everything you thought of me And now I wonder how things could be different If I were a rock star, you wouldn't want to leave me If I were big and tall and handsome, you wouldn't wanna let me be If I had money, you would always call me honey If you weren't such a big slut, you wouldn't leave me on my ass All I know Is that this won't happen again And you made one real big mistake And that's dumping a musician So many insults That rhyme so very well So I will write you one last verse Then I will see you in hell If I were a rock star, you wouldn't want to leave me If I were big and tall and handsome, you wouldn't wanna let me be If I had money, you would always call me honey If you weren't such a dumb cunt, you wouldn't wanna leave me And I know that you and him Can just go off and fuckin' do whatever And I hope, you die of slut cancer (What's slut cancer?) It's what you got If I were a rock star, you wouldn't want to leave me If I were big and tall and handsome (let's not talk about that one) If I had money, you would always call me honey If you weren't such a dumb cunt, you wouldn't wanna leave me now |