Stucked with a bunch of 'losers'
One day which seems like eternity
Definitely hanging in the wrong crowd
Acting like the damn baby-sitter
Asking if they're hungry or tired
I'm really getting sick of it
But I'm forced to stay with them
The whole day long
They're like freaking idiots
Don't even know what they want
Suggestions don't help a bit
Cause they just don't get a shit
And then they still have the nerve
To give me the eye
Plus the silent-treatment
Finally I couldn't stand it anymore
Who the f*ck do they think they are
They can all go to hell for my part
No longer will I put up with them
They can forget my friendly smile
If you don't want to come
Stay home and don't bother me
You're too old to be so childish
GROW THE HELL UP!
(Written for my three sisters and cousin who had to put up with three idiots)