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Wheatus

When I look at your face I see dirt
All the sunshine you blow up my ass starts to hurt
And I don't really mind if I'm nothin' in your eyes
It's no surprise to me
There's a rocket I built
It's under my kilt
It's coming to blow you away

[Chorus]
I was a jerk
I did the work for somebody else's dream
I took the chance
I lost my pants
In somebody else's dream tonight

Now you're calling me up to get paid
And if you don't get paid then you'll never get laid
But I really don't have any money
I say goodbye
And you'll have to depend on your size
There's a rocket I built
It's under my kilt
It's coming to blow you away

[Chorus]

Now I think that I'm going to bed
As the image of you and yer crap leaves my head
'Cause it's t-minus 20 tomorrow, rocket flies
And it doesn't depend on the size
There's a rocket I built
It's under my kilt
It's coming to blow you away

[Chorus]

Written by BROWN, GARY VICTOR / HARVEY, STEVE
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing

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