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Annoyed to Death - Britta Persson

Just before I sleep I close my eyes

And picture your funny, funny face

I tell you I forgive you just to make you mad

Yeah, you never liked when I did that

Your skin turns red

You can't defend yourself

Your eyes turn black

When you try to speak

And find that you are dumb

Trust me, I am over you

This is just a pleasure of the night

A satisfaction just as true

As any caused by you

A waste of time, most people would say

They don't know what it is like

How good it feels to watch you get

Annoyed to death

I heard you're going steady and that she is nice

I hope that she is ready for what will come

Have you told her your idea of love?

Does she know of your approach to life?

Your skin turns red

You can't defend yourself

Your eyes turn black

When you try to speak

And find that you are dumb

Trust me, I am over you

This is just a pleasure of the night

A satisfaction just as true

As any caused by you

A waste of time, most people would say

They don't know what it is like

How good it feels to watch you get

Annoyed to death

To death

To death

Trust me, I am over you

This is just a pleasure of the night

A satisfaction just as true

As any caused by you

A waste of time, most people would say

They don't know what it is like

How good it feels to watch you get

Annoyed to death