Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate

I hate blokes, telling tasteless jokes
And where people belong
I hate folks, who pay money to see gigs
And talk through every song
I hate people in night clubs, snorting
And explaining your going wrong
Well if you agree, come hating with me
And feel to sing along

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Well I hate pointless status on Facebook
FYI we were M eight's
We pretend to be friends on the
When in life, we have nothing to say
To each other, oh I have love for my mother
For good times, for music and my
Yeah I laugh, and live and I love to give
But all you can do is hate

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Well I them fussy eaters, you cook them fajitas
They eat pizza and chips
I hate stepping outside, for a and some guy
Coughs, like lungs are his
And I queuing up, for festival toilets
when you need to shit
And I hate the X-Factor, for murdering
You bunch of grubbing pricks

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And I hate them magazines, aimed at teens
That make ten old's race to grow up
Hey kids, let's all be anorexic or
Eat chocolate until you up
Keep your Hollywood stars, and their cars
And the Botox, that makes them look
Just grow old grace, have you seen Chear's face
It like it's been hit by a truck

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