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Hand Me Back My Life Video (MV)




Performed By: Bob Schneider
Length: 3:49
Written by: BOB SCHNEIDER




Bob Schneider - Hand Me Back My Life Lyrics




Well did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't ya tell me
That you'd be here with the car
When I got back from the bank
With the money

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you say
That your name was Natasha
But that dude called you Petrovka
Last night at the party

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't ya tell me
You were single
But you're not single
You're married to a Russian mobster

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't ya tell me
That you loved me
But you just told me that
Shit to use me

Hey hold on a minute
Hand me back my life
'Cause I can't take any more of this tonight
Hey hold on a minute
Hand me back my life
'Cause I can't take any more of this

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me
That you knew how to get back
To the border hey, this ain't the border
This ain't the border

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me
There'd be somebody
Waitin' for us in the van
With some dry clothes

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me
There'd be passports
With our pictures on it
Man these aren't passports
This is bullshit

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me
That everything was gonna be
All right, all right?
It ain't all right

Hey hold on a minute
Hand me back my life
'Cause I can't take any more of this tonight
Hey hold on a minute
Hand me back my life
'Cause I can't take any more of this tonight

I can't take anymore
I'm outta here
This is the sing-a-long part
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Well did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't ya tell me
That you'd be here with the car
When I got back from the bank
With the money

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you say
That your name was Natasha
But that dude called you Petrovka
Last night at the party

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't ya tell me
You were single
But you're not single
You're married to a Russian mobster

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't ya tell me
That you loved me
But you just told me that
Shit to use me

Hey hold on a minute
Hand me back my life
'Cause I can't take any more of this tonight
Hey hold on a minute
Hand me back my life
'Cause I can't take any more of this

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me
That you knew how to get back
To the border hey, this ain't the border
This ain't the border

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me
There'd be somebody
Waitin' for us in the van
With some dry clothes

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me
There'd be passports
With our pictures on it
Man these aren't passports
This is bullshit

And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me
That everything was gonna be
All right, all right?
It ain't all right

Hey hold on a minute
Hand me back my life
'Cause I can't take any more of this tonight
Hey hold on a minute
Hand me back my life
'Cause I can't take any more of this tonight

I can't take anymore
I'm outta here
This is the sing-a-long part
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Writer: BOB SCHNEIDER
Copyright: Lyrics © BUGHOUSE MUSIC OBO SHOCKORAMA MUSIC


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