1-2-3 (исполнитель: Rebel Son)

Well I came to the bar,
To get [bad word] up
Now im sitting at the bar,
And im all [bad word] up

Some yuppie and his buddies
Start staring at me.
One [bad word]  two [bad word] 
Three!

Well, me and my buddies,
We`ve got real hot.
So we drag them puckers
To the parking lot.

Now they're down on the ground
Crying "Please, help me!"
One [bad word]  two [bad word] 
Three!

How many [bad word] do I see?
One [bad word]  two [bad word]  three!

Lawdogs got there lickity split,
i was madder than [bad word]  and i was meaner than [bad word] 
It took more than one to get a hold of me
One [bad word]  two [bad word]  three!

How many [bad word] do I see?
One [bad word]  two [bad word]  three!

Now I've got a new home
With a big front gate,
And i've got a new job,
Making licence plates.

Even god and his sidekicks are laughting at me
(yeah, ahhahaha, [bad word] )
One [bad word]  two [bad word] 
Three!

How many [bad word] do I see?
One [bad word]  two [bad word]  three!

How many [bad word] do I see?
One [bad word]  two [bad word]  three!
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