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Oh when I die & it won't be long

Oh you're gonna be sorry that you treated me wrong

You're gonna be sorry that you treated me bad

And if there's an after life I'll gloat & I'll be glad

Might be a plane crash, or some sort of OD

Might be a photograph in my obituary

You might see it & you'll cry a lot

Might want to wear black

Oh, I'd be dead but you can bet your life, I'm gonna get you back

I'm tired of being stuck up on your shelf

Might not wait around, Might kill myself

Not only would you miss me, you'd feel guilty to

Oh I'd be dead but it'd be too late the joke would be on you

Ha ha ha ha, ho ho ho ho

Chuckle chuckle chuckle chuckle

Snigger snigger snigger snigger

Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw

Yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk

So you better take a warning & start treating me good

Start doing the things that I think you should

You better not pout & you better not cry

The grim reaper ids coming to town & I just might die