
No Hard Feelings (The Magnus Winbjörk Remix) Bloodhound Gang
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[Chorus]
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Anymore
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Anymore
[Verse 1]
Maybe you got screwed, but I dumped you
Cause you ain't nothin' but trash
I put out despite the, fact that you're like a
Hawaiian Punch mustache
Right under my nose, thinking I'm so Colonel Klink oblivious
But how could I not see, that you got off scot-free
Cause I know this means it
[Chorus]
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Anymore
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Anymore
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Anymore
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Anymore
[Verse 1]
Maybe you got screwed, but I dumped you
Cause you ain't nothin' but trash
I put out despite the, fact that you're like a
Hawaiian Punch mustache
Right under my nose, thinking I'm so Colonel Klink oblivious
But how could I not see, that you got off scot-free
Cause I know this means it
[Chorus]
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Anymore
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Ain't my job
To fuck you on your birthday
Anymore
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