| Brak: |
They say that breaking up is hard to do.
Now I know, I know that it's true.
All you ever do is bring me down, down down,
Turn my happy smile into a frown, frown, frown.
You keep on tellin' me that you'll be leaving soon -
Well, don't let the front door hit you on the backside when you do!
Don't let the front door hit you on the backside when you leave,
We're finally though and there's no boo-hooin' from me.
I'll find myself somebody new who'll like me 'cause I'm me.
And I'll be good to her too, yessirree.
And we'll live happily ever after.
The end. |