Lyrics:

Marcha, Marcha, if you're lucky enough
Then you will kill
Yeah you will kill
This karaoke style of talking
That the fat chicks
Embody (?)

I'd much rather
Go out with the boys
I'd much rather
Go out with the boys

I'd much rather go out with the boys
I'd much rather go out with the boys
Than with you

I would have stayed at home
If I know you were here
But you always haunt me
With (?)
Yeah you haunt me, you haunt me
Till I've paid for what I've done
But the only crime
Is that I have some fun

I'd much rather
Go out with the boys
I'd much rather
Go out with the boys

I'd much rather go out with the boys
I'd much rather go out with the boys
Than with you

'Cause the only thing you do
The only thing you do
Is just you talk too much

You're just living for the weekend
You're just living for the weekend

I'd much rather
Go out with the boys
I'd much rather
Go out with the boys

I'd much rather go out with the boys
I'd much rather go out with the boys
I'd much rather go out with the boys
I'd much rather go out with the boys
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