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Congratulations, you're in love. The lonely nights are gone.
But now you're making us all sick, the way you're carrying on
Put your tongue in your mouth, keep your hands off her ass
It's a very sick public display- Have you no sense of shame?
Oh get a room, we'll all pitch in - If you'll go away.
String of spit connects your mouths, I'm trying hard not to look.
And all the endless baby talk, is going to make me puke
I don't care who's the bigger Schmoopy head
I'm hearing you talk and I wish I was dead
oh baby, oh honey, oh pumpkin, oh schnookums, oh baby.
Get a room, I'll pay for it- if you'll go away. Go Away.
Bring it down a notch or two, you're gathering a crowd
And I can tell from over here, you're visibly aroused.
Don't dry humpin' in restaurants,
it's unsanitary and rude now it's dinner and a show, but I just wanted food.
Well you're having your heated session, in the busiest intersection.
Knock it off, now the light is green.
Oh get a room- we'll all pitch in, if you'll go away.
Go away. Go away. Go Away. Or break up. Or fk off. Knock it off.