The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
The Reatards
We're always sayin' that I need you
Well girl, you know that you ain't true
Sick of hearin' all the things you said
Don't you know you're no good in bed
You ain't fit, so lick on my leather
Don't you know you're as good as dead
Sick of me like I'm under the weather
But in the end you're gonna lose your head
You never come in, you never stop in
You say you don't have the time
You never come in, you never stop in
You make me sick, you'll never be fine
You ain't fit, so lick on my leather
Don't you know you're as good as dead
Sick of me like I'm under the weather
But in the end you're gonna lose your head, yeah
You ain't fit, so lick on my leather
Don't you know you're as good as dead
Sick of me like I'm under the weather
But in the end you're gonna lose your -
You ain't fit, so lick on my leather
Don't you know you're as good as dead
Sick of me like I'm under the weather
But in the end you're gonna lose your head