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What did i do wrong?
oh, you nearly drove me cuckoo
am i really that bad?
you're worse than hannibal letcher, charlie manson, freddie krueger
whay are we still together?
oh i can't leave you till you're dead
i mean till death do us apart
i mean like cyanide, strangulations, or an axe through your head
It was lucky for us i turned the radio on
they say that the music soothes the savage beast
there was something in that voice that stopped us seeing red
the two of us would've surely have ended up dead..
Chorus:
you stopped us from killing each other (tom jones, tom jones)
you'll never know but you saved our lives (tom jones, tom jones)
i've never thrown my knickers at you
and i dont come from wales..
Still haven't solved our problems
you mean we hate each other's guts
still wanna poison your pizza
and i still wanna cut off your nads
i've phoned the marriage guidance
i've tied the phone-line around your neck
i'm sick of all this hatred
oh, that'll be the arsenic making you sick