Back Again
Back again like a bad penny,
Like the flu,
I'm so tired of you.
Why can't you see?
Why can't you stop?
Do I have to call a cop?
Harrassment and pain,
That's your name.
I guess you'll always be the same.
Never changing
Or learning a thing,
Is no one immune to your sting?
You talk a lot
And act cute,
But really you belong in an institute.
Whatever it is
That drives you on
Has roots in Hell and Babylon.
Can't you stop?
Or are you insane?
You just love to play the game.
Can't stand to lose,
You're a poor sport.
You're just the unhappy sort.
So take your position,
And maybe you'll win.
Yes, let the games begin!
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: 2002
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Copyright © Carole Duet | Year Posted 2017
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