HATE YOUR GUTS

Sometime around 9 a.m.
I felt down and out, left for dead,
Lost without a friend
Now how you live with yourself

I hate your guts
I wish that you was dead
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
And I wish that you was dead

Your first name should be ass
Your last name should be wipe
Believe me when I say this
It just seems to never end
Just when ya think ya had enough

I hate your guts
I wish that you was dead
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
And I wish that you was dead

If ya got a problem with that ya little bastard
For quite a many day
Shove them down your throat and
Head off on my merry way

Money-hungry and greedy
Ya pissed me off so many times
I just had to write this song
And I know you sure got yours

I hate your guts
I wish that you was dead
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
And I wish that you was dead