Why would you lie about anything at all?
All your diction, dripping with disdain
It's fine with me, with me
First the window, then it's through the wall
Why would you lie about something dumb like that?
Why would you speak to me that way?
Know your boyfriend, unlike other guys
Crack a smile, adjust my tie
Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?
Especially when I always said
Through the pain, I always tell the truth
I climbed to Dharamshala too, I did
First the window, then it's through the wall
His accent sounded fine to me, to me
Take the chapstick, put it on your lips
Why would you lie about how much coal you have?
Lil' Jon, he always tells the truth
I met the highest lama
Crack a smile, adjust my tie
Why would you lie about anything at all?
Why would you lie about how much coal you have?
Why would you tape my conversations?
So if there's any other way to spell the word
Why would you lie about something dumb like that?
Know your butler, unlike other guys
That I haven't got the words for you
Take the chapstick, put it on your lips
Show your paintings at the United Nations
Check your handbook, it's no trick
Check your passport, it's no trick