Phone call from my whiny neighbor
Barbecues in the sun
No more flop house, no more fun
Barbecues in the sun
But I'd have a strategy and catch them when the rent is late
I think were gonna get the old heave ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
We were listenin' to Louis Prima and drinkin' Meisterbrau
Church mice at St. Leos down my street have moved so far away
I'll come home and razz my neighbors too
She said that we had crazy parties every night
After all this is the neighborly way
What's up with my neighbor? What's it gonna take to get a break?
No more music, no more fun
Musicians and hooligans and we were all on drugs
Shooting cans with baby's guns
The yard is littered with bottles and cans, skateboards and bikes
Don't even hide the dog
I've got a whiny neighbor, I've got a whiny neighbor
She says that these punks must go
Neighbor called my landlord, it was a Sunday afternoon
In thirty days we'll get the old heave ho
How much more does she think we will take?
She couldn't hear the TV set, we were havin' a barbecue
I've got a whiny neighbor, I've got a whiny neighbor
Why my neighbors make me feel like Hell
Maybe some day when I'm old and fat and bored I'll understand
No more music, no more fun
I've got a whiny neighbor, I've got a whiny neighbor
She says that these punks must go
How much more does she think we will pay?
We don't want to live here anyway
I've got a whiny neighbor, I've got a whiny neighbor
She's got us tiptoein' around in fear
She didn't get bent, didn't raise the rent, we only got a note
I think we're gonna get the old heave ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Neighbor called my landlord, she said we didn't care
She has sent them packin' and runnin' scared
I've got a whiny neighbor, I've got a whiny neighbor
I've got a whiny neighbor, I've got a whiny neighbor
She said we was runnin' a flop house full of thieves and thugs
I can't even watch TV or sneeze or fart, can't even breathe
The lawn is dead, dogs and cats are stinkin' everywhere
And all the other bills are overdue
Or put the bong away
So she got bent, she raised the rent, said it would only take one more
So she got bent, she raised the rent, said it would only take one more
Maybe someday when I'm jaded, nine to five at a job I hate
Phone call from my whiny neighbor
For fear my landlord will come and ring my bell
If she would have come to talked it over and wasn't a lazy cow
She says these punks have to go
