Sám tady stojíš s hlavou v dlaních
Sám tady stojíš, nevidíš
že mám slzy v o?ích ale ty ni?emu nerozumíš,
Te? už to víš, já už t? nikdy ráda nebudu mít
Dish me dirt, she dish me dirt
I heard it on my cellular phone
She said she is not comming home
Her friends told me she 's gone for sure
But girl, don't you think I am going to cry
I am not the one that said goodbye
Listen to what I have to say tonight
I am going to wipe you out of my thought
I am going to wipe you out fast
I am going to wipe you out of my heart
Until all trace of you is lost
Dish me dirt, she dish me dirt
Now you left me the dirt in my eyes
When you left me low and dry
I remember the last time I saw you
You looked at me like I had a bad disease
And as you walked away
You tought, I would beg you please
But there is no magic in it, if the fire is not lit
Don't you think I am going to cry
I am not the one that said goodbye
Listen to what I have to say tonight
I am going to wipe you out of my thought
I am going to wipe you out fast
I am going to wipe you out of my heart, Until all trace of you is lost
Dish me dirt, she dish me dirt
Když myslíš že to pom?že tak jdi na v?ž,
Skokem mi hrozíš to klidn? m?žeš
Jsi hroší k?že a já vím že to zvládneš
D?lej co chceš ale mý city neovládneš
Lásku silnými slovy neprobudíš
Já už t? nikdy ráda nebudu mít
Writer(s): Petr Sturma, Vincent Richards
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