Sorry for you

Hope you can
Hope you can
Lead with his lovely mother
So good luck
So good luck
When you find yourself in the border

I give you my place with pleasure
First I have to ask if you are sure
You’ll have to lead with a lot of things
That makes him a special human being

Hope you can take with his bad breath at morning
And clean the mess he left after watching TV
With his stupid friends and their beers
Under the sofa you’ll find a lot of tins


He eats trash twice a week
And his arms are very weaks
He's Mr. I'm sorry, I'm gonna be late
He'll never remember your first date
He doesn’t cook well
He sucks in the bed
His obsession with red
You’ll find yourself in a hell

I wouldn’t like to be in your shoes
All that pain I’ve been already going thought
With a hand in my heart I'll confess the truth
Girl I’m starting to feel sorry for you