Barbara the Barber

This is fantastic
I look like a spastic
Don't get it wrong
If I smile, it's plastic
You love to talk and I hate to listen
You're too thick to know what I'm missing
Ready my casket you bloody scholastic

I'm forsaken in a slumber of debris
May the jury see where trusting you got me



Credits
Writer(s): Julián Berdegué
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