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Son Of A Bitch - Accept

Son Of A Bitch

Accept


Lyrics:
You make the stars
Illusions and dreams
You're what you are
D'you know what I mean

I hear you clear
See in your eyes
Lying to please
It pleases to lie

You say it's your way
You say we'll make it right to the top
Your bullshit gets me
What have you got

I don't believe
A word you say
You make me laugh
Get outta my way

You say it's your way
Now listen to what I think of you:

Son of a bitch, kiss my ass
Son of a bitch, son of a bitch, you asshole, son of a bitch
Cock suckin' motherfucker I was right - take this

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

Son of a bitch Kiss my ass
Son of a bitch, ...

Son of a bitch you asshole
Son of a bitch, ...

Cut you three times below the ass to short to shit
Two timing son of a dog
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Letra:
Tu haces las estrellas
Ilusiones y sueños
Eres lo que eres
¿Sabes a qué me refiero?

Te escucho claro
Mira en tus ojos
Miente por favor
Es agradable mentir

Dices que es tu camino
Dices que llegaremos a la cima
Tu mierda me atrapa
Qué tienes

No creo
Una palabra que dices
Me haces reir
Fuera de mi camino

Dices que es tu camino
Ahora escucha lo que pienso de ti:

Hijo de puta, bésame el culo
Hijo de puta, hijo de puta, gilipollas, hijo de puta
Hijo de puta chupa pollas Tenía razón - toma esto

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

Hijo de puta, bésame el culo
Hijo de puta, ...

Hijo de puta, gilipollas
Hijo de puta, ...

Cortarte corto tres veces por debajo del culo para cagar
Hijo de un perra infiel
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