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I was born in beer, my object of lust
But got no money, still drink I must
I search my pockets, and what do I find
Useless cleenex to wipe my behind
I need a Godd*mn brew
That's why I've come to you
You b*stard, I hate you
I kill you, you can lick my butt
So pious and gracious
Intention isn't very clear
You b*stard, still hate you
Need money for a fking beer
You've got the cash, so give it to me
Dig you in your Wallet and set me free
Expect no thanks, you can kiss my ass
I'll ball your girlfriend and c*m with class
I need a Godd*mn brew
That's why I've come to you
You b*stard, I hate you
I kill you, you can lick my butt
So pious and gracious
Intention isn't very clear
You b*stard, still hate you
Need money for a fking beer
You b*stard, I hate you
I kill you, you can lick my butt
You b*stard, still hate you
Need money for a fking beer
I was born in beer, my object of lust
But got no money, still drink I must
I search my pockets, and what do I find
Useless cleenex to wipe my behind
You b*stard, I hate you
I kill you, you can lick my butt
So pious and gracious
Intention isn't very clear
You b*stard, still hate you
Need money for a fking beer