All day long you´re talking,
words escaping from your head,
not a truthful sentence,
Lady – this must be said.
Basically you´re a liar,
a teller of untruths,
every reason not to trust you,
and this is telling you the truth.
You´re a liar, yes you are, yes you are,
a born liar,
You´re a liar, yes you are, yes you are,
such a liar
And it´s all wrong,
(why do you do it?)
I won´t go along (what´s the use)
with your lies, lies, lies, lies
You look at people so sweetly,
though you´re lying through your teeth,
you can´t tell fact from fiction
from all that crap you preach.
Something about your presence,
that devil in your eyes,
whiter than white smiling,
concealing so many lies.
You´re a liar, yes you are, yes you are,
a born liar.
You´re a liar, yes you are, yes you are
(why do you do it?)
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