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Stick It Where The Sun Don't ShineYou got a tongue like a knife that loves to tittle tattleSometimes at night it sounds like a death rattle Your lust for life is costin' a packet Time's running out for you and your rotten racket Well, you call up the law Do what you like You keep the car I'm on my bike I can't be sorry when there ain't no choice Either rejoin the rabble Or listen to your babble You can stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it where the sun don't shine Yeah, you can stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it where the sun don't shine You put your foot in your mouth with a heavy pitter patter Through all the jokin' I was chokin' on your chummy chitter chatter You put it all around how planned the plan was You didn't understand friends were bending over backwards Yes, you call up the law Do what you like You keep the car I'm on my bike I can't be sorry when there ain't no choice Either rejoin the rabble Or listen to your babble You can stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it where the sun don't shine Yeah, you can stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it where the sun don't shine Yeah, you can stick it Stick it You got a tongue like a knife that loves to tittle tattle Sometimes at night it sounds like a death rattle Your lust for life is costin' a packet Time's running out for you and your rotten racket Well, you call up the law Do what you like You keep the car I'm on my bike I can't be sorry when there ain't no choice Either rejoin the rabble Or listen to your babble You can stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it where the sun don't shine Yeah, you can stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it Stick it where the sun don't shine Yeah, you can stick it Stick it |