Hard Core Logo - Son of a bitch to the core | Текст песни

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What do I care if life ain't fair?
If you look at me real sore?
I've paid my dues and you should too,
A Son of a bitch to the core!

We go to church on something and First,
Right next to the liquor store.
The minister says 'Hey and at that I'm the worst,
Just a son of a bitch to the core.'

Son of a bitch to the core,
Son of a bitch to the core.
Son of a bitch to the core,
Son of a bitch to the core.

I got a girl named Elinor Pearl,
She's the daughter of my dead wife Jane.
She's got a grin and a great big curl,
But the rest of her's pretty plain.

So get off my back ya business suit,
I'll pay no tax to yer recruits.
If you take me on I'll let lose,
Just a son of a bitch to the core.

Son of a bitch to the core,
Son of a bitch to the core.
Son of a bitch to the core,
Son of a bitch to the core.

What do I care if life ain't fair?
If you look at me real sore?
I've paid my dues and you should too,
A Son of a bitch to the core!

Son of a bitch to the core,
Son of a bitch to the core.
Son of a bitch to the core,
Son of a bitch to the core.

Son of a bitch to the core,
Son of a bitch to the core.
Son of a bitch to the core,
Son of a bitch to the core.

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