Puke歌词
作词 : Brian May/Marshall Mathers/Steve King/Luis Resto
作曲 : Brian May/Marshall Mathers/Steve King/Luis Resto
Em There I go thinkin of you again
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me ******* sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down
and write you a little poem
but would probably be a little more
more suitable for this type of song
i got a million reasons off the top of my head
that i could think of
16bars just aint enough to put some ink to
so ******* it im'a start right here and just be brief
about to rattle off some other reasons
i knew i shouldn't go and get another tattoo
of you on my arm but what do i go and do
I go and get another one now i got two
now im sittin here with your name on my skin
i cant believe i went and did this stupid ************t again
my next girlfriend now here name's gotta be kim ************t
if you only knew how much i hated you
for every mother******* thing you ever put us through
then i wouldnt be standin here cryin over you
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me ******* sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down
and write you a little letter
but i thought a song would probably be a little better
instead of a letter that you'd probably just shred up yea
i stumbled on your picture yesterday and made me stop and think of
how much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to
a stupid piece of paper i'd rather let you see how
much i ******* hate you in a freestyle
your a ******* cokehead and i hope you ******* die
i hope you get to hell and satan sticks a needle in your eye
i hate your ******* guts you ******* slut i hope you die die
but please dont get me wrong im not bitter or mad
its not that i still love you its not cause i want you back
its just that when i think of you it makes me wanna yack yack
but what else can i do i haven't got a clue
now i guess i'll just move on i have no choice but to
but everytime i think of you now all i wanna do is puke
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me ******* sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
（puking noises）
END
作曲 : Brian May/Marshall Mathers/Steve King/Luis Resto
Em There I go thinkin of you again
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me ******* sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down
and write you a little poem
but would probably be a little more
more suitable for this type of song
i got a million reasons off the top of my head
that i could think of
16bars just aint enough to put some ink to
so ******* it im'a start right here and just be brief
about to rattle off some other reasons
i knew i shouldn't go and get another tattoo
of you on my arm but what do i go and do
I go and get another one now i got two
now im sittin here with your name on my skin
i cant believe i went and did this stupid ************t again
my next girlfriend now here name's gotta be kim ************t
if you only knew how much i hated you
for every mother******* thing you ever put us through
then i wouldnt be standin here cryin over you
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me ******* sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down
and write you a little letter
but i thought a song would probably be a little better
instead of a letter that you'd probably just shred up yea
i stumbled on your picture yesterday and made me stop and think of
how much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to
a stupid piece of paper i'd rather let you see how
much i ******* hate you in a freestyle
your a ******* cokehead and i hope you ******* die
i hope you get to hell and satan sticks a needle in your eye
i hate your ******* guts you ******* slut i hope you die die
but please dont get me wrong im not bitter or mad
its not that i still love you its not cause i want you back
its just that when i think of you it makes me wanna yack yack
but what else can i do i haven't got a clue
now i guess i'll just move on i have no choice but to
but everytime i think of you now all i wanna do is puke
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me ******* sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
（puking noises）
END
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