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Violent Femmes Why Do Birds Sing

real? Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry? No I don't really want to hurt you Then lovers always asked me Why, why, why, why

eyes of the beholder it's gone And now he feels kind of alone But this feeling it's the kind that will shortly pass I'm gonna find myself another bird

different I always thought that that was good Sometimes in school people pick on me In the gym locker room or in the hallway Cruel things people do

I like his shoes I like his hat I'd like me better if I looked like that Uh -huh uh-huh I like her shoes I like her hat I'd like you better if you looked

I used to be happy I used to be Such a loving man I used to be That was before The end of my world That was before The end of my world She used to be

likes me" And oh, tell him hell Oh, from me, great dick, hello from me Jesus always taught me that I should love my enemy Darling, my heart's in pain that's why

do you really want to hurt me? do you really want to make me cry? no I don t really want to hurt you then lovers always asked me: why why why why

ohhh tell him hell... o from me a great big hello from me jesus always taught me that I should love my enemy darling my heart's in pain that's why

Beauty sat bathing by a spring where fairest shades did hide her the winds blew calm the birds did sing the cool streams ran beside her my wanton thoughts