Dave, Stop Killing Prostitutes Songtext
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Dave, Stop Killing Prostitutes Songtext
Dave was a lost cause, a real psycho
Spent half his time wishing he was a man
Rather than being a man
To educate his own will, he puts people in boxes
Head first, then legs, then something else
Dave was a good lad, a true buffoon
Spent hundreds of pounds exciting himself
Instead of just stemming the blood
To prophecise his own death, he puts people in boxes
Head first, then the legs, then something else
Wine wine wine on the floor
Who needs a family doctor
We knew it all along
Wine wine wine on the floor
Who needs a family doctor
Who needs a vent
Dave what a good man, but for gods sake
Make allowances for breakfast
Make allowances for cowards
He chewed at his own wrist, and puts people in boxes
Head first, then the legs, then something else
Wine wine wine on the floor
Who needs a family doctor
We knew it all along
Wine wine wine on the floor
Who needs a family doctor
Who needs a vent
Dave was a lost cause, a real psycho
Spent half his time wishing he was a man
Rather than being a man
To educate his own will, he puts people in boxes
Head first, then legs, then something else
Wine wine wine on the floor
Who needs a family doctor
We knew it all along
Wine wine wine on the floor
He used to man
Dave, stop killing prostitutes, dave
Spent half his time wishing he was a man
Rather than being a man
To educate his own will, he puts people in boxes
Head first, then legs, then something else
Dave was a good lad, a true buffoon
Spent hundreds of pounds exciting himself
Instead of just stemming the blood
To prophecise his own death, he puts people in boxes
Head first, then the legs, then something else
Wine wine wine on the floor
Who needs a family doctor
We knew it all along
Wine wine wine on the floor
Who needs a family doctor
Who needs a vent
Dave what a good man, but for gods sake
Make allowances for breakfast
Make allowances for cowards
He chewed at his own wrist, and puts people in boxes
Head first, then the legs, then something else
Wine wine wine on the floor
Who needs a family doctor
We knew it all along
Wine wine wine on the floor
Who needs a family doctor
Who needs a vent
Dave was a lost cause, a real psycho
Spent half his time wishing he was a man
Rather than being a man
To educate his own will, he puts people in boxes
Head first, then legs, then something else
Wine wine wine on the floor
Who needs a family doctor
We knew it all along
Wine wine wine on the floor
He used to man
Dave, stop killing prostitutes, dave
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