Mix for me another Bloody Mary
Tell me once again you getting married
Take that smile off your face, or you're dead!
You make me mad.
Pack your stuff and take your bike,
Leave me gin and "Lucky strike"
I don't wanna see you anymore,
Scram to your whore!
Run away, or I shoot you dead,
Run away, or you will regret,
Run away, don't you treat me bad,
I'm extremely mad!
Stop pretending you apologise
Wipe your lying tearful eyes
Find the route to hell where you belong
And be gone.
Stick it there again
As deep as you can
And turn it counterclockwise
Seven times.
Enraged kind of woman
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