he don't leave when it's time to go. he don't leave at the end of the show. he's no friend an acquaintance at best. a scary guy in a leather vest.
'cause he's a nuisance, nuisance, nuisance.
when he speaks it's a scary sound. it's hard to keep him from hanging around. the girls won't give him the time of day, they just hope he'll go away.
'cause he's a nuisance, nuisance, nuisance.
i wish he'd move to another place or at least get out of my face. it seems that there is nothing left to do. i wish he would just get a clue.
'cause he's a nuisance, nuisance, nuisance.
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