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Şarkı Sözleri All kind of shit hit close to home You're not safe, unless you always sleep alone I don't have to worry 'cause I had a single bed All I have to worry about is the ache in my head Gimme some mirth! Gimme some mirth! Gimme some mirth! Gimme some mirth! And the ache in my stomach, that rips it up And all the hidden messages you never pick up Everyone really hates me when I try to call You would only give some, but I would give it all All, all, all, all Ooo, ooo Gimme some mirth! Ow! Gimme some mirth! Ouch! Gimme some mirth! Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme! Shake, skake, oh! Gimme Billy, Bobby, TV! Gimme some mirth! Just a touch Gimme some mirth! I don't ask for much Gimme some mirth! Just no, woh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah