1.W.I.H.E. Festival - Yo, I'll tell you what I hate - Song lyrics

 Ha ha ha ha ha

Yo, I'll tell you what I hate

What I really, really hate

So tell me what you hate

What you really, really hate


I'll tell you what I hate

What I really, really hate

So tell me what you hate

What you really, really hate


I wanna, (ha) I wanna, (ha)

I wanna, (ha) I wanna, (ha)

I wanna really, really, really


Wanna euro-euro ah

If you want my future

Forget my past

If you wanna get with me


Better make it fast

Now don't go wasting

My precious time

Get your act together we could be just fine


(Chorus)


If you wanna be my partner

You gotta get with my friends

(Gotta get with my friends)

Make it last forever

Europa never ends

If you wanna be my partner

You have got trade with us


Taking is too easy

That’s not the way it is

Oh, what do you think about that

Now you know how I feel

Say, you can’t handle my trade

Are you for real ?

(Are you for real)

I wasn’t hasty

I’ve given you a try

It really bugs me that you’re saying goodbye


(Chorus)


If you wanna be my partner

You gotta get with my friends

(Gotta get with my friends)

Make it last forever

Europa never ends

If you wanna be my partner

You have got to trade

Taking is too easy

That’s not the way it is


So, here's a story from E to U

You wanna get with me

you gotta listen carefully

We got D in the place who likes it in your face

You got S like IT who likes it on a...

Easy F doesn't come for free

She's a real lady

And as for me, ha you'll see

Slam your pride down and wind it all around

Slam your pride down and wind it all around


If you wanna be my partner

You gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta


Slam, slam, slam, slam (make it last forever)

Slam your pride down and wind it all around

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Slam your pride down and wind it all around

Slam your pride down and euro-euro ah

If you wanna be my partner.




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