Puke lyrics

Song information

Artist: Eminem
Album: Encore

Lyrics

[Intro]
{Puke noises}
There I go..
Thinkin' of you again..

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
Everytime I think of you I [puke]
You must just not know, uo-uo-uo-uo-uo-uoh
You may not think you do but you do
Everytime I think of you I [puke]

[Verse 1]
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more
More suitable for this type of song, woah
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I can think of
Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink to
So fuck it, I'ma start right here, I'll just be briefer
'Bout to rattle off some other reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo
Of you on my arm, but what do I go and do?
I go and get another one, now I got two, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Now I'm sittin' here, with your name on my skin
I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit again
My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be kim, shi-i-i-i-i-i-it
If you only knew how much I hated you
For every-motherfuckin'-thing you've ever put us through
Then I wouldn't be standin' here cryin'over you
Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-hoo

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
Everytime I think of you I [puke]
You must just not know, uo-uo-uo-uo-uo-uoh
You may not think you do but you do
Everytime I think of you I [puke]

[Verse 2]
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter, that you'd prolly just shred up, yup
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made stop and think of
How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to
A stupid piece of, paper I'd rather let you see how
Much I fuckin' hate you in a freestyle
You're a fuckin' coke head slut I hope you fuckin' die
I hope you get to hell and satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut I hope you die, die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad
It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cuz I want you back
It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack, a-a-a-a-a-a-ak
But what else can I do, I haven't got a clue
Now I guess I just move on, I have no choice but to
But everytime I think of you now all I wanna do
Is pu-u-u-u-u-u-uke

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
Everytime I think of you I [puke]
You must just not know, uo-uo-uo-uo-uo-uoh
You may not think you do but you do
Everytime I think of you I [puke]

[Outro]
{Puke noises again :) }
God damn
Fuckin' bitch

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

"Encore" album track list