37 Não é Febre

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He is our only fan, why we dont give a damn
Dont know why what the hell is his problem,
He must be drunk or wasted or something
Tell me now tell me whats his name, tell me his name
Tell me his name, ahhhhh

Hes got a brother from the same mother,
We are to loud but he dont seem to bother
You hear us when it calls, when hes in shopping malls
You can se the man has balls, tell me his name
Tell me his name, ahhhhh

Tl what the hell, we wonder why you think were swell
It didnt take that long, didnt take that long to write this song
Tl what the fuck, we used to be bad but with you we just suck
Take this song and shut, shut the fuck up

He is our world wide web, he should get drunk instead
Brings our songs to every ocuition, oh no my friend
Dont play those songs again, fed up but now they know your name
Know your name, know your name
Ahhhhh

Tl what the hell, we wonder why you think were swell
It didnt take that long, didnt take that long to write this song
Tl what the fuck, we used to be bad but with you we just suck
Take this song and shut, shut the fuck up
Tl what the hell...

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