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Don't Bust My Chops lyrics
I'm sick and tired of you calling me names
I'm sick and tired of your childish games
I'm sick and tired of your bullshit brats
Cocaine stupor and anxiety attacks
Picked up the magazine, I see your face
You're nothin' boy, a goddamn waste
With the lamest fashions on your back
You're never happy, a hypochondriac
Don't bust my chops
Baby, don't bust my chops
Don't bust my chops
Baby, don't bust my chops, yeah
You're a styling queen and an alley cat
Too many chocolates keep a fat man fat
You're a pain in the ass, and your on the loose
All I get from you is your bad attitude
Get outta here bitch, 'cause you're nowhere
Always wearin' that cheap perfume
I can always tell when you're in your room
Don't bust my chops
Baby, don't bust my chops
Don't bust my chops
Baby, don't bust my chops, ah
Don't bust my chops
Baby, don't bust my chops
Don't bust my chops
Baby, don't bust my chops
Don't bust my chops
Baby, don't bust my chops
Don't bust my chops
Yeah, don't bust my chops, alright
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