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  So sick of the hobos always begging for change  So sick of the hobos always begging for change
  I don't like how I gotta work and  I don't like how I gotta work and
  They just sit around and get paid  They just sit around and get paid
  I hate all of the people who can't drive their cars.  I hate all of the people who can't drive their cars.
  Bitch you better get outta the way  Bitch you better get outta the way
  Before I start falling apart  Before I start falling apart
      
  I hate how my wife is always up my ass  I hate how my wife is always up my ass
  She always wants to buy brand new things  She always wants to buy brand new things
  But I don't have the cash.  But I don't have the cash.
      
  I hate my job, all of my rich friends  I hate my job, all of my rich friends
  I hate everyone to the bitter end.  I hate everyone to the bitter end.
  Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight  Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight
  I hate my life!  I hate my life!
      
  How come I never get laid nice guys always lose.  How come I never get laid nice guys always lose.
  How could she have another headache  How could she have another headache
  There's always some kind of excuse  There's always some kind of excuse
  I still hate my job, my boss is a dick  I still hate my job, my boss is a dick
  I don't get paid nearly enough  I don't get paid nearly enough
  To put up with all of his shit  To put up with all of his shit
      
  I hate my job, all of my rich friends  I hate my job, all of my rich friends
  I hate everyone to the bitter end.  I hate everyone to the bitter end.
  Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight  Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight
  I hate my life!  I hate my life!
      
  I hate that I can't tell when a girl's underage,  I hate that I can't tell when a girl's underage,
  You know, I tell her she's a nice piece of ass,  You know, I tell her she's a nice piece of ass,
  Then her daddy punches me in the face  Then her daddy punches me in the face
      
  So if you're pissed like me  So if you're pissed like me
1  Bitch this is what you gotta do   Bitches, here's     what you gotta do 1
  Put your middle fingers up in the air  Put your middle fingers up in the air
  Go on and say "Fuck you!"  Go on and say "Fuck you!"
      
  I hate my job, all of my rich friends  I hate my job, all of my rich friends
  I hate everyone to the bitter end.  I hate everyone to the bitter end.
  Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight  Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight
  I hate my life!  I hate my life!
      
  So much at stake, can't catch a break  So much at stake, can't catch a break
  I hate my life  I hate my life
  No, it's nothing new hear "it sucks to be you"  No, it's nothing new hear "it sucks to be you"
  I fuckin hate my life  I fuckin hate my life
      


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