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آهنگ: The Books. The Way Out. A Cold Freezin' Night.

A cold freezin night.
Oh, Baby.
Kill em'. I wish I was a boy.
A cold freezin' night.
Oh, Baby.
Ah, Ow, Ah, Ow
C'mon, clap, clap, clap.
Alright that's the attitude.
Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow, Ah, Ow
And, i wish I was a boy.
A cold freezin' night.
Holy cow!

Why do you always get away with things? It's not fair, I tell ya. It's not fair
I wanna blow your brains out with...I am going to kill you.
I neet to think of something, so you can stay alive as long as I want you to, because so I can kill you.
You are such an idiot, idiot, idiot.
I can kill you with a rifle...a shotgun, any way I want to. Probably by cutting your toes off and working my way up, towards your brain. A cold freezin' night. Oh, Baby. Oh, sing with me? Sing with me? Boys do tougher than girls, I know that.
And, I wish I was a boy. And he is a a**hole. He is that a**hole. He's takin' a box off of his a**hole. I wish I was a boy.
Kill'em. I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna rip your hair off. Your gonna be bald, and everybody's gonna think...
Ay! A cold freezin' night. Oh, Baby. Ah, Ow, Ah, Ow. Sing with me! Sing with me! I believe I can soar. Ayo. Uh!Ay. Shake your booty. You are such a NERD. A**hole. I wish I was a boy. Your gonna get busted. Kill'em! Dead. I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna rip your hair off. Your gonna be bald, and everybody's gonna think "Eh, look at Meredith, she's an idiot, hahaha!"

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