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Paroles : Rude, Crude Mood

Five o'clock shadow
Blood shot eyes
My best friends tell me I’m a nasty guy
I’ve got bad habits, I can’t deny
I’m underpaid and dissatisfied

I’m not your run-of-the-mill
No, not your typical boy
Don’t wind me up or you will be annoyed

I’m in a rude, crude mood
Get out of my way
I’m in a rude, crude mood
Having a real bad day
What can I say?

Won't take what I’m given, I’m making a fuss
Give me anymore and baby I’m gonna bust
What's my problem, please don't ask
It don’t take much for me to kick some a**

I’m not the king of the hill
No, just a demons toy
Don’t wind me up or you might be destroyed

I’m in a rude, crude mood
Get out of my way
I’m in a rudе, crude mood
Having a real bad day
I’m in a rude, crudе mood
Get out of my way
(I'm coming to get ya)
Coming out for you

Rude, crude mood
Get out of my way
I’ve gotta rude, crude mood
Having a real bad day
I’m in a rude, crude mood
Get out, get out, get out of my way

Rude, crude mood
Rude, crude mood
Rude, crude mood