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  • You know, your mama and your daddy
    Saying I'm no good to you
    They call me dirty from the alley
    Till I don't know what to do
    I get so tired of sneakin' around
    Just to get to your back door
    I crawled past the garbage and
    Your mama jumped out, screamin'
    "Don't come back no more"
    I can't take it

    My guitar wants to kill your mama
    My guitar wants to kill your mama
    My guitar wants to burn your dad
    I get real mean when it makes me mad

    Later I tried to call you
    Your mama told me you weren't there
    She told me don't bother to call again
    Unless I cut off all my hair
    I get so tired of sneakin' around
    Just to get to your back door
    I crawled past the garbage and
    Your mama jumped out, screamin'
    "Don't come back no more"

    Later I tried to call you
    Your mama told me you weren't there
    She told me don't bother to call again
    Unless I cut off all my hair
    I get so tired of sneakin' around
    Just to get to your back door
    I crawled past the garbage and
    Your mama jumped out, screamin'
    "Don't come back no more"
    My guitar wants to kill your mama
    My guitar wants to kill your mama
    My guitar wants to burn your dad
    I get real mean when it makes me mad
  • You know, your mama and your daddy
    Saying I'm no good to you
    They call me dirty from the alley
    Till I don't know what to do
    I get so tired of sneakin' around
    Just to get to your back door
    I crawled past the garbage and
    Your mama jumped out, screamin'
    "Don't come back no more"
    I can't take it

    My guitar wants to kill your mama
    My guitar wants to kill your mama
    My guitar wants to burn your dad
    I get real mean when it makes me mad

    Later I tried to call you
    Your mama told me you weren't there
    She told me don't bother to call again
    Unless I cut off all my hair
    I get so tired of sneakin' around
    Just to get to your back door
    I crawled past the garbage and
    Your mama jumped out, screamin'
    "Don't come back no more"

    Later I tried to call you
    Your mama told me you weren't there
    She told me don't bother to call again
    Unless I cut off all my hair
    I get so tired of sneakin' around
    Just to get to your back door
    I crawled past the garbage and
    Your mama jumped out, screamin'
    "Don't come back no more"
    My guitar wants to kill your mama
    My guitar wants to kill your mama
    My guitar wants to burn your dad
    I get real mean when it makes me mad