Playing Dead lyrics
by Crash Test Dummies



I know that you don't love meI know you hate my gutsI know the nasty things you sayAbout me, to those slutsWell, maybe I'm a weaselMaybe I'm a liarMaybe I'm a skinny punkWho couldn't change a tireI'm laying down and I'm playing deadI ain't fetchin' no stick, no way, babyI've always been this pastyI've always been this shapeI'm just a teensy-weensy thingPassed on by itsy-bitsy apesI'm laying down and I'm playing deadI ain't fetchin' no stick, no way, babyYou know that you could train meYou know I'd sit and begBut you think I'm just a dirty dogThat tried to hump that pretty legI'm laying down and I'm playing deadI ain't fetchin' no stick, no way, baby

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