Hey! Do you know what you are?
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You're an asshole!
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An ASSHOLE!
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Some of you might not agree
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'Cause you probably likes a lot of misery
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But think a while and you will see...
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Broken hearts are for assholes
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Broken hearts are for assholes
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Are you an asshole?
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Broken hearts are for assholes
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Are you an asshole too?
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Whatcha gonna do, 'cause you're an asshole...
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Maybe you think you're a lonely guy
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Maybe you think you're too tough to cry
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So you went to The Grape,
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Just to give it a try
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And Dagmar
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Without a doubt, the ugliest sonofabitch I ever saw in my life
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Was his name...
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One Two Three Four!
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The whiskers sticking out from underneath of his
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Pancake make-up
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And yet he was a beautiful lady
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Nearly drove you insane
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Let's talk about Leather: LEATHERRRRRR
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And so you kissed a little sailor
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Òå?Abel, starring in the latest Shepperton Production:
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Who had just blew in from Spain
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"Sir Richard Pump-A-Loaf"
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You sniffed the reeking buns of Angel
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The story of a demented bread-boffer
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And acted like it was cocaine
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Cucumber pud annexed to a fine whole-wheat loaf
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You were dazzled by the exciting new costume of Ko-Ko
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Then on Tuesday night,
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Ceasar's back in town
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In a way you can't explain
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Facing off in a no-holds-barred tag team grudge match With Kona...
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And so you worked the wall with Michael
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Three-hundred-seventy-nine pounds of Samoan dynamite
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Which gave your back an awful strain
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Volcanic Hell
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But you came back on Sunday for the gong show
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Next Thursday, teen town's finest
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But you forgot what I was sayin'
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'Cause you're an asshole,
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You're an asshole
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That's right
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You're an asshole, you're an asshole
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Yes, yes
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You're an asshole, you're an asshole
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That's right
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You're an asshole, you're an asshole
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Now you been to The Grape 'n' you been to
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The Chest 'N' now I think you know what you are: you're an asshole
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You say you can't live with what you've been through
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Well, ladies you can be an asshole too
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You might pretend you ain't got one on the bottom of you
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But don't fool yerself girl
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It's lookin' at you
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Don't fool yerself girl
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It's winkin'at you
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Don't fool yerself girl
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It's blinkin' at you
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That's why I say
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I'm gonna ram it, ram it, ram it
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Ram it up yer poop chute
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Corn hole
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Ram it, ram it, ram it
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Ram it up yer poop chute
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Fist fuck
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Ram it, ram it, ram it
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Ram it up yer poop chute
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Wrist-watch: Crisco
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Ram it, ram it, ram it
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Ram it up yer poop chute
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Pud!
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Don't fool yerself, girl,
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It's goin' right up yer poop chute
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Don't fool yerself, girl,
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It's goin' right up yer poop chute
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(etc., repeats)
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Aw, I knew you'd be surprised
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Broken Hearts Are For Assholes
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Frank Zappa |