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Текст песни screeching weasel - I Hate Your Guts On Sunday

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I hate your guts on Sundayno other day of the weekI hate your guts on Sundaybut Monday morning you look so sweetI hate your guts on Sundayand I`m not even sure why`cause I love your guts on Friday nightYou gotta go work while I stay herejust sitting and scratching in my underwearHating you on Sunday really only means I careI hate your guts on Sundayand I don`t know what to doMonday`s the catalyst for readjusting my attitudeI hate your guts on SundayI hate my own guts as wellbut every other day I think you`re swellSunday always feels like a funerallike setting the alarm to be on time for schoolBut don`t sweat and don`t forgetthat every other day I think you`re totally cool

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