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Spit In His FaceIt's my girlfriend's birthday, she'stwenty five today Some money, so many things for you I could take away I'll get you something, even I rob it, your smile have no price Vendor says nothing's for free, his message is clear I've got no money to burn But I wanna find a Sunday dress for my princess I need to please her Can I pay some other time I spit in his face I take a present, he don't want I'll break his face I spit in his face I take a present, he don't want I'll break his fuckin' face I remember her lips and her face so close to me She's my reason to live, she was sleeping so tight against me When I left her, I promised myself I can't go on shopping spree I've got no money to burn But I found and took a Sunday dress for my princess It will really please her You'll never get a dime from me I spit in his face... |