He's a fuckin' weasel
You with your pigtails
'Cause I love your little motions
Tried to grow his hair out
He's a player, diarrhea giver
I'm givin' up, she found someone
I'm givin' up, she found someone
Be sure to choose the right guys
Hangin' out with mom
I hate you all
Who makes you want to kick and scream
He's a player, diarrhea giver
His issues make my mind ache
There's plenty more
The girl chose the one guy
So all you little ladies
And trying on his father's tight
And trying on his father's tights
I'll shower you with lies
There's plenty more
Ease away the problems and the pain
Worth another night in jail
Hangin' out with mom
Where's my dog?
I would like to find him friday night
Decisions make my mind ache
I lost the war
When friends were listening to slayer
Tried to grow his hair out
Life just sucks, I lost the one
What a nice creation
Want to make a deal
Fuck this place!
Girls are such a drag
All along, you wish that she would stay
Life just sucks, I lost the one
Girls are such a drag
Your mom's a whore
When friends were listening to slayer
You'll come back to me maybe
Got a lotto heart ache
Want to make a deal
Fuck the guy that took her and ran away
I would like to find him friday night