Tijuana Sweetheart - f** The Kells lyrics

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Tijuana Sweetheart - f** The Kells lyrics

Walkin' down the street on a Tuesday night And I'm feelin' good, yeah, I feel alright! But I'm tryin' hard not to pull a switch On some drunk frat punk and his stupid b**h! Don't wanna get in a fight But I'm easy to incite And there's not a cop in sight, oh-oh! Sing, Whoa-oh-oh, f** the Kells! Whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! There's more jocks outside Than the motherf**in' NFL! Singing, whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! Yeeeaah! Well everybody's been there once, yeah, no doubt But raise your hand if you didn't get thrown out! They said, somethin' 'bout my lack of cla** Well, you can take this bar, n' shove it up your f**ing a**! Yeah, you got some world renown It's not the only bar in town It's just the first that I've burned down, oh-oh! Say, Whoa-oh-oh, f** the Kells! Whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! f** you, f** your mom f** your whole entire clientele Say, whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! Whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! Whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! Whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! Lee-anne! Whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! Whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! Whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! Whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! Rise up rock city Now it's time to raise some hell! Singin' Whoa-oo-oh, f** the Kells! We're gonna burn this f**er… Doooowwwwnnnnnnn!