Nothing To Do [alternate take] lyrics
by The Queers
Said you called me, but you f*ckin' lied
You little b*tch, you deserve to die
I'm just sittin' here pullin' my pud
With a dirty magazine and a six of Bud
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
You said we'd go see a flick
And you promised me you'd suck my prick
But I saw you with that jock
And all I can say is, "What the f*ck?"
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do