I'm The Least You Could Do
Bloodhound Gang"I'm The Least You Could Do" ist ein Song von Bloodhound Gang, 2005, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:47, 39 lines / 323 words.
Songtext
0:00I’m The Least You Could Do - Bloodhound Gang
0:32It always sucks refolding the kind of map
0:36Needed when i get stuck where the sun don't shine the fact
0:39Is if i just shut up my rubbered stamp could flag you as dumb
0:46It ain't your mind you're givin' me a piece of
0:50As it don't take einstein to know that's just obscene but
0:53It's been buck rogers' time since i hit other than rock bottom
1:15Even the odds of having you against me
1:18With your crotchless j***d on blue balls evidently
1:21Are all mighty good god so angel dust my soul like james brown
1:29Street leagl whore hauling so much stunning ass
1:32Sell yourself short like bridget at the bunny ranch
1:36Do it all fours the satisfaction of getting fouled
1:40I'm the least you could do
1:46If only life were as easy as you
1:49I'm the least you could do
1:51If only life were as easy as you
1:56I would still get screwed
2:12I don't care if getting under someone that's
2:15Beneath you fits the m o of conundrum as
2:19You reckoned this was just a fancy word for rubbers
2:26I aim to get a bang out of working your
2:30Weak spot that sets the bar so low just nerve can score
2:33With no respect since oddly danger feels like pay dirt
2:39I'm the least you could do
2:42If only life were as easy as you
2:46I'm the least you could do
2:48If only life were as easy as you
2:52I'm the least you could do
2:54If only life were as easy as you
3:00If only
3:23When my fumbling breaks you should
3:26I thank your dad for the damaged goods
3:30When my fumbling breaks you should
3:33I thank your dad for the damaged goods
3:36When my fumbling breaks you should
3:40I thank your dad for the damaged goods
3:44When my fumbling breaks you should
3:47I thank your dad for the damaged goods
I’m The Least You Could Do - Bloodhound Gang It always sucks refolding the kind of map Needed when i get stuck where the sun don't shine the fact Is if i just shut up my rubbered stamp could flag you as dumb It ain't your mind you're givin' me a piece of As it don't take einstein to know that's just obscene but It's been buck rogers' time since i hit other than rock bottom Even the odds of having you against me With your crotchless j***d on blue balls evidently Are all mighty good god so angel dust my soul like james brown Street leagl whore hauling so much stunning ass Sell yourself short like bridget at the bunny ranch Do it all fours the satisfaction of getting fouled I'm the least you could do If only life were as easy as you I'm the least you could do If only life were as easy as you I would still get screwed I don't care if getting under someone that's Beneath you fits the m o of conundrum as You reckoned this was just a fancy word for rubbers I aim to get a bang out of working your Weak spot that sets the bar so low just nerve can score With no respect since oddly danger feels like pay dirt I'm the least you could do If only life were as easy as you I'm the least you could do If only life were as easy as you I'm the least you could do If only life were as easy as you If only When my fumbling breaks you should I thank your dad for the damaged goods When my fumbling breaks you should I thank your dad for the damaged goods When my fumbling breaks you should I thank your dad for the damaged goods When my fumbling breaks you should I thank your dad for the damaged goods
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