Настроение сейчас - зашкаливае,тАк,что только матом,лексикон бедный видимо,а может не зря стены трясутся

он не допрёт которая фраза ключевая
она не захочет её расслышать)

Liar, liar, pants on fire
Your nose is longer than a telephone wire

Ask me, baby, why I'm sad
You been out all night, know you been bad
Don't tell me different, know it's a lie
Come kill me, honey, see how I cry


Why must you hurt me, do what you do
Listen here, girl, can't you see I love you
Make a little effort, try to be true
I'll be happy, not so blue


If you keep on tellin' me those lies
Still goin' out with other guys
There'll come a day I'll be gone
Take my advice, won't be long


When that day comes, won't be mad
Be free of you, but I'll still be sad
In spite of your cheatin', still love you so
I'll be unhappy if I let you go


Liar, liar, pants on fire
Your nose is longer than a telephone wire