Tism - Existentialtism lyrics

You know, me and my baby, no couple like us She's... she's got her Satre, we got our Camus. We got our Camus I... I love her 'cause I hate the stinkin' b**h Oh, she's like a train, or a horse... I forget which [Chorus:] Who cleans the home? Jean-Paul Satre? Simone De Beauvoir? Who cleans the home? Jean-Paul Satre? Simone De Beauvoir? I'm... I'm 'The Outsider'. I break the law. But here's a tip the book's a bore The book's a bore Oh, I'll take responsibility for my innermost wishes Oh, I'll, I, I, I, I I'll be I, I, I, I buggered If I do the dishes Won't do the dishes (Chorus) (Chorus) (x2) Now my baby's left me, she's walked out the door Says she don't want my six-inch gold-blade no more I'm aware that one never really knows other Stuff existentialism, I'm going back to mother.