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"Just so you know, I don't like your boss. I don't like your haircut. And I don't like your husband." It wasn't no fun, being oh so young And so knowing Seemed a good idea at the time, but it wasn't mine No it wasn't mine We were gonna leave a mark We ended up just leaving Not even needing the friends we were thieving Don't get me started, don't get me wrong You ever hear the one? About the poor man who died, from, lingering dread? She was a friend of mine, she worried herself to d**h, she was a friend of mine I'll tell you about it... I was a bartender in an airport lounge She used to hang around, it was a little embarra**ing Don't get me started, don't get me wrong! She said: if I hear, one more love song by people I know Have no heart, don't get me started(Don't get me started) I hummed an old lyric, by you You know it broke my heart I can still hear it I can still feel it Weren't you the one, who told me "son, stop being so dumb, go have some fun!" (Don't get me started, don't get me wrong!) You want to leave a mark? Just try leaving You don't even need all these lyrics you're stealing! (Don't get me started, don't get me wrong!) As crude, as semantics As cruel, as growing up As subtle as gymnastics As natural as throwing up! I think, you got what you wanted I think it was just too late Your burning bridge, will not go out Even at your wake! You wanna have some fun? Then be oh so young And, so, knowing! It's a good idea at the time, and we'll be fine Trust me, we'll be fine You let a mark, just as I was leaving Leaving me confused to what I was feeling! Don't get me started, don't get me wrong! Hey, you wanna have some fun? Don't be so dumb, and not knowing! The damage we could do all the time And I mean all the time! We should get out of town! Go to Philly, or Pittsburgh or Cleveland or even f**in' Los Angles! Don't get me started, don't get me wrong! Not Los Angles Don't get me started, don't get me! You've got me wrong