
Another Love Song (Clean Version) Insane Clown Posse
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[Intro: Violent J]
Yeah...
I mean I hear what you're saying, I mean
You got carried away in the moment
And I could forgive you
I could do that
I could do anything, if I wanted
[Verse 1: Violent J]
I could buy you a Lexus truck
With a white leather interior, I could
I could kill off some bears and dogs and cats
Just to make you a fur coat
I could love you and treat you with class (Oh yeah)
And have babies falling all out your ass
But thinking about that
I feel I'd rather *grumble* you
'Cause I got you all alone in my car, and you ain't going nowhere, nope, you're dead
[Chorus: Violent J]
I'd rather (Ee) that neck in half
I'd rather (Ee) that scantless ass
I'd rather (Ee) and never stop
Because you did my homie
[Verse 2: Violent J]
I could take all the face paint off
And get a real job working for your dad, I could
I would rather take a ten-pound axe
And stick it in my painted forehead
I could let you move into my house (Oh yeah)
You'd do the neighbor every time I go out
And wipe him off on my pillow (Oh)
But I think I'd rather *grumble* you
'Cause we parked all alone in this here dark alleyway, hey
Yeah...
I mean I hear what you're saying, I mean
You got carried away in the moment
And I could forgive you
I could do that
I could do anything, if I wanted
[Verse 1: Violent J]
I could buy you a Lexus truck
With a white leather interior, I could
I could kill off some bears and dogs and cats
Just to make you a fur coat
I could love you and treat you with class (Oh yeah)
And have babies falling all out your ass
But thinking about that
I feel I'd rather *grumble* you
'Cause I got you all alone in my car, and you ain't going nowhere, nope, you're dead
[Chorus: Violent J]
I'd rather (Ee) that neck in half
I'd rather (Ee) that scantless ass
I'd rather (Ee) and never stop
Because you did my homie
[Verse 2: Violent J]
I could take all the face paint off
And get a real job working for your dad, I could
I would rather take a ten-pound axe
And stick it in my painted forehead
I could let you move into my house (Oh yeah)
You'd do the neighbor every time I go out
And wipe him off on my pillow (Oh)
But I think I'd rather *grumble* you
'Cause we parked all alone in this here dark alleyway, hey
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