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Sunday: spring has got me so excited By Tuesday I'm in love, I love that summer buzz By Thursday all the hands have died And torn the June leaves from the sky I just know where this week is heading Whitechristmassacres I'm dreading Wash away the week end What if I could quit all this? The celebratory drinks The obligatory wishing wells I've got a pretty bow to hang myself It makes me sick I've got the chills The parents should behave themselves I know something you don't know so there It's teeth are sharp like the dinosaur His balls are so much bigger than yours Birthday beat myself to death These bones of mine they need some rest This here that sleeps is true See you at the weekend From Letras Mania