Praise Abort
I like to fuck, but no French letterWithout a condom, the sex is betterBut every time I get it inA baby cries and sometimes twins
I have six kids and I don't like itThey eat too much and treat me like shitThey only wear Posh label clothesI give them one hand, they bite off bothAnd all my friends, they have big carsBig mansions, too, and smoke the fine cigarsThey have deep pockets, I don't know whyI look at my purse and start to cryWhy?
I hate my life, and I hate youI hate my wife, and her boyfriend, tooI hate to hate, and I hate thatI hate my life so very badI hate my kids, never thoughtThat I'd praise abortPraise abort
I like to fuck, but no French letter'Cause without kids, life is so much betterSo in the end, I got forcedTo stay away from female intercourse
I hate my life, and I hate youI hate my wife, and her boyfriend, tooI hate to hate, and I hate thatI hate my life so very badI hate my kids, never thoughtThat I'd praise abortPraise abort
Say goodbye, say goodbyeWe rise up, up to the skySay goodbye, we'll come backSoon as pretty butterfliesMake you cry
I hate my life, and I hate youI hate my wife, and my boyfriend, tooI hate to hate, and I hate thatI hate myself so very badI hate my offspring, never thoughtThat I'd praise abort
I praise abort