Lydia Lunch - Your Love Don't Pay My Rent | Текст песни

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No you can't do a line
I'm not sharing my smokes
I won't call you a cab
You can't crash on my floor
I won't lend you ten bucks
Get the fuck off my phone

Now you did all my drugs, you ate all my food
You broke my TV tripping over your boots

Put that goddamn thing back in your pants if you're trying to impress
But your love don't pay my rent

You can't borrow my ear
You can't crash on my floor
You can't stay here tonight
Get your ass out the door
You can't borrow ten bucks
I know that you're broke

Now you did all my drugs, you ate all my food
You broke my TV tripping over your boots

But your love don't pay my rent

No you can't do a line
I'm not sharing my smokes
I won't lend you ten bucks
Get the fuck off my phone
I won't call you a cab
You can't crash on my floor

Now you did all my drugs, you ate all my food
You broke my TV tripping over your boots

But your love don't pay my fucking rent

'Cause your love don't pay my fucking rent

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