Adios Angela Gutan
You killed me
the good Samaritan
Treated me
Like a Charlatan
But it's ok
You've been at least in Manhattan
I don't mind
I'm going to heaven for a suntan
Like Jesus
After the cross
Adios Angela Gutan
Through all humiliations
I'll arise
Even better
More wise
Stay in your barbie kitten world
Of fear
Cause I shed enough tears
Sleep in same apartment
as the husband of your sis
In Prague he's a tourist
At least he's not a turkish married
Physiotherapist
Adios Angela Gutan
the old
I wanna see
The bold and new
Angela Gutan
See her from above
As heaven's full
Of love
Never posted anything of mine
What she did?
Complain and whine
Though tidy she's and maintain she can
and even cook
But treated me
As crook
And if she'll grow up
She'll love a man
But now it's not the time
Cause fear and love
Don't rhyme
Adios Angela Gutan
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