Official Music Video
Don't Bust My Chops by Ramones
Lyrics & Translation
English
I'm sick and tired of you calling me names
I'm sick and tired of your childish games
I'm sick and tired of your bullshit brats
Cocaine stupor and anxiety attacks
Picked up the magazine, I see your face
You're nothin' boy, a goddamn waste
With the lamest fashions on your back
You're never happy, a hypochondriac
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Yeah!
You're a styling queen and an alley cat
Too many chocolates keep a fat man fat
You're a pain in the ass, and your on the (loose)
All I get from you is your bad attitude
Dirty mouth, it's all I can bear
Get outta here bitch, 'cause you're nowhere
Always wearin' that cheap perfume
Can always tell when you're in the room
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Ah
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Alright
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Don't Bust My Chops by Ramones
Don't Bust My Chops* (original Ramones)
I'm sick and tired of you calling me names
I'm sick and tired of your childish games
I'm sick and tired of your bullshit brats
Cocaine stupor and anxiety attacks
Picked up the magazine, I see your face
You're nothin' boy, a goddamn waste
With the lamest fashions on your back
You're never happy, a hypochondriac
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Yeah!
You're a styling queen and an alley cat
Too many chocolates keep a fat man fat
You're a pain in the ass, and your on the (loose)
All I get from you is your bad attitude
Dirty mouth, it's all I can bear
Get outta here bitch, 'cause you're nowhere
Always wearin' that cheap perfume
Can always tell when you're in the room
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Ah
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Alright
Don't Bust My Chops (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Estoy harto de que me insultes
Estoy harto de tus juegos infantiles
Estoy harto de tus mocosos de mierda
Estupor de cocaína y ataques de ansiedad
Cogí la revista, veo tu cara
No eres nada, chico, un maldito desperdicio
Con las modas más patéticas puestas
Nunca estás feliz, un hipocondríaco
No me fastidies, nena, no me fastidies
¡Sí!
Eres una reina de estilo y un gato callejero
Demasiados chocolates mantienen gordo a un hombre gordo
Eres un dolor en el culo, y estás suelto
Todo lo que obtengo de ti es tu mala actitud
Boca sucia, es todo lo que puedo soportar
Lárgate de aquí, perra, porque no eres nadie
Siempre usando ese perfume barato
Siempre se nota cuando estás en la habitación
No me fastidies, nena, no me fastidies
Ah
No me fastidies, nena, no me fastidies
De acuerdo
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