Testo Remove Your Footwear

You can take your shoes out of my closet I have enough of you and that just duz' it You are such a drag and now I've seen it When I told you I loved you, I didn't mean it Oh I'm sick of you, no ifs or buts As a matter of fact I think I hate your guts Look at you and you are gruesome We're a gruesome twosome And I am sick of [???] sluts Our little boy said "D-A-D-D-Y... Why ya gettin' on that train and wavin' goodbye?" It smelled a lot 'cause it's been years since we washed him And that's when the train came down the tracks and squashed him Oh I'm sick of you, I am, no ifs or buts As a matter of fact I think I hate your guts I look at you and you are gruesome We're a gruesome twosome And I am sick of [???] sluts