Four Fingers lyrics : "812 Wynarski"
Complaining so much about stupid things
You give me attitude over everything
I'm not even sure what to think
Just wait ten minutes it's not that long
You've been here for twenty so what's ten more
Common courtesy is what you lack
Have a little patience is that hard to ask
You've got no time to bull%#@!
What did I do to you to make you sick
You call me a wise $$#, and you call me a jerk
Worst part is, I'm not even supposed to work
The number's 812
The name's Wynarski
And I wanted a movie
For tonight
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