Blabber (NS Remix)



I'm so sick of all your blabber
You talk like you're some kind of dirty gangster
You think the world is all about you
Baby you don't have a clue

Talk to the hand all you want, though I hate it
She’s not your “beck and call”, she doesn’t care at all
Hey now it's my time to speak, are you ready, are you ready?

(chorus)
I am done
With your song, I am tired
God I'm sick and tired
You never had my love
So enough, you're expired
God I'm sick and tired
God I'm sick and tired

I'm so sick of all your blabber
Everything you say is a blah-blah disaster
I bet you don't have a fucking clue
The world is not about you

Talk to the hand, better yet, time to zip it
She’s not your “beck and call”, she’s not your girl at all
Hey now it's my time to speak, are you ready, are you ready?

(chorus)
I am done
With your song, I am tired
God I'm sick and tired
You never had my love
So enough, you're expired
God I'm sick and tired
God I'm sick and tired

Talk to the hand, better yet, time to zip it
Hey now it's my time to speak, are you ready, are you ready?

(chorus)
I am done
With your song, I am tired
God I'm sick and tired
You never had my love
So enough, you're expired
God I'm sick and tired
God I'm sick and tired

I’m done
With your song, I am tired
God I'm sick and tired
You never had my love
So enough, you're expired
God I'm sick and tired
God I'm sick and tired

I’m done
With your song, I am tired

So enough, you're expired
God I'm sick and tired
God I'm sick and tired

I’m so sick of all your blabber


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