No Hard Feelings (The Craig Groove Remix)

No Hard Feelings (The Craig Groove Remix) - Bloodhound Gang

Ain't my job

Ain't my job

Any more

Maybe you got screwed

But i dumped you 'cause

You ain't nothin' but trash

I put out despite the fact

That you're like a hawaiian

Punch moustache

Right under my nose thinking

I'm so colonel klink oblivious

But how could i not see

You got off scot-free 'cause

I know this means it

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday anymore

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday anymore

If i want to be repeatedly s**t

On i'll go make dutch porn

When roughly translated

Even your naked truth means squat

And what's more

I'm missing you like a hijacked

Flight on september 11th

I don't know who got on you

But i'm not wrong in thanking them since it

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday anymore

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday anymore

Maybe it ain't your birthday

But then again

Ya know i wouldn't give a f**k

When what i shoulda got is over

Ya sooner so now

I'm just gonna wrap it up

Maybe it ain't your birthday

But then again

Ya know i wouldn't give a f**k

When what i shoulda

Got is over ya sooner so now

I'm just gonna wrap it up

Ain't my job

I'm just gonna wrap it up

To f**k you on your birthday

I'm just gonna wrap it up

Ain't my job

I'm just gonna wrap it up

To f**k you on your birthday anymore

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday anymore

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday anymore

Anymore anymore

To f**k you on your birthday anymore

Ain't my job

Ain't my job

To f**k you on your birthday anymore

Ain't my job