Look at you-or rather I won't
It'll give you yet
Another reason to gloat-
You lying little stoat.
You're so cool-
(You think you rule.)
You're such a flirt-
(You treat women like dirt.)
All your friends worship you
They'd quite happily lick your shoes.
Talk to girl's chests but not their eyes
Does this hardly suprise?
I hate to you pieces,
You tell all those lies,
Tell me to lie down-
I spit in your eyes.
You think it's _______ but I know your name.
Manwhore!
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