Praise abort(cover)

I like to [bad word]  but no French letter
Without a condom, the  is better
But every time I get it in
baby cries and sometimes twins

I have six kids and I don't like it
They eat too much and treat me like [bad word] They only wear Posh label clothes
I give them one hand, they bite off both
And all my friends, they have big cars
Big mansions, too, and smoke the fine cigars
They have deep pockets, I don't know why
I look at my purse and start to cry
Why?

I hate my life, and I hate you
I hate my wife, and her boyfriend, too
I hate to hate, and I hate that
I hate my life so very bad
I hate my kids, never thought
That I'd praise abort
Praise abort

I like to [bad word]  but no French letter
'Cause without kids, life is so much better
So in the end, I got forced
To stay away from female intercourse

I hate my life, and I hate you
I hate my wife, and her boyfriend, too
I hate to hate, and I hate that
I hate my life so very bad
I hate my kids, never thought
That I'd praise abort
Praise abort

Say goodbye, say goodbye
We rise up, up to the sky
Say goodbye, [bad word] back
Soon as pretty butterflies
Make you cry

I hate my life, and I hate you
I hate my wife, and my boyfriend, too
I hate to hate, and I hate that
I hate myself so very bad
I hate my offspring, never thought
That I'd praise abort

I praise abort