<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=513523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tober</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'm good at being bad', he said<br>I knew it all too well<br>For in the time I'd known him<br>He'd done nothing but rebel<br>Drugs were his pocket<br>A knife strapped to his belt<br>He'd kick your ass for nothing<br>Then he'd tell you 'Go to hell'<br>And the ladies? <br>Oh, they love him<br>Not because he's debonair<br>He chews them up and spits them out<br>Without the smallest care<br>And in the hours past midnight<br>Questioning what makes him tick<br>I'd tell myself I'm like him<br>But perhaps that makes me sick</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sara+Fielder">Sara Fielder</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=513523" data-title="Tober de Sara Fielder" data-description="'I'm good at being bad', he said I knew it all too well For in the time I'd known him He'd done nothing but rebel Drugs were his pocket A knife strapped to his belt He'd kick your ass for nothing Then he'd tell you 'Go to hell' And the ladies? Oh..."></div> </div> </div>

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