To whom I belong is like asking if there’s no affection
But there’s got to be when your enemy is right here next to me
I loathe your bun, unkindness and liberal macho
But she seemed so stunned when he ate all her nachos
And betted on the waitresses cup sizes 
In her mind she always want somebodies lectures – So fuck you
And you won’t see me – Near your centerpieces
Hardcore, you wanted more 1,2,3,4
To whom I belong is like asking if there’s no attraction
But body is over mind when she wants some action
And you won’t see me – Near your centerpieces
Why am I wrong – Why am I wrong?
He got her anyway, on and on again, although he made her wait, for her serenade
Got her anyway, on and on again, although he made her wait and cry
Centerpieces, centerpieces, I’ve never loved your centerpieces
In her mind she always want somebodies lectures – So fuck you

(Skud ud til Jonathan Højgaard for indspilning.)

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