I use to love her
Guns n' roses
I use to love herI used to love her
But I had to kill her
I used to love her (ooh, yeah)
But I had to kill her
But I had to kill her
I used to love her (ooh, yeah)
But I had to kill her
I had to put her, six feet under
And I can still hear her complain
I used to love her (whoa, yeah)
But I had to kill her
I used to love her (ooh, yeah)
But I had to kill her
I knew I'd miss her
So I had to keep her
She's buried right in my backyard
(Whoa, yeah)
(Whoa, yeah)
(Whoo-oo, yeah)
I used to love her
But I had to kill her
I used to love her (whoa, yeah)
But I had to kill her
She bitched so much
She drove me nuts
And now we're happier this way
(Whoa, yeah)
(Whoa)
(Whoo-oo, yeah)
I used to love her
But I had to kill her
I used to love her (ooh, yeah)
But I had to kill her
I had to put her (ooh, yeah)
Six feet under
And I can still hear her complain
Você amaEu costumava ama-la
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu costumava ama-la (ooh, yeah)
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu tive que a colocar, a sete pés debaixo da terra
E eu ainda a posso ouvir queixar-se
Eu costumava ama-la
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu costumava ama-la (ooh, sim)
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu sabia que ia sentir a falta dela
Então eu tinha que mantê-la
Ela está enterrada bem no meu quintal
(Whoa, sim)
(Whoa, sim)
(Whoo-oo, sim)
Eu costumava ama-la
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu costumava ama-la, oh, sim
Mas tive de mata-la
Ela reclamou tanto
Ela me deixou louco
E agora estou mais feliz assim
(Whoa, sim)
(Whoa)
(Whoo-oo, sim)
Eu costumava ama-la
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu costumava ama-la (ooh, sim)
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu tive que a colocar (ooh, yeah)
A sete pés debaixo da terra
E eu ainda a posso ouvir queixar-se
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu costumava ama-la (ooh, yeah)
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu tive que a colocar, a sete pés debaixo da terra
E eu ainda a posso ouvir queixar-se
Eu costumava ama-la
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu costumava ama-la (ooh, sim)
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu sabia que ia sentir a falta dela
Então eu tinha que mantê-la
Ela está enterrada bem no meu quintal
(Whoa, sim)
(Whoa, sim)
(Whoo-oo, sim)
Eu costumava ama-la
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu costumava ama-la, oh, sim
Mas tive de mata-la
Ela reclamou tanto
Ela me deixou louco
E agora estou mais feliz assim
(Whoa, sim)
(Whoa)
(Whoo-oo, sim)
Eu costumava ama-la
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu costumava ama-la (ooh, sim)
Mas tive de mata-la
Eu tive que a colocar (ooh, yeah)
A sete pés debaixo da terra
E eu ainda a posso ouvir queixar-se
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