i'm so sick of you
weird al yankovic
you tell a joke and forget the punchline
why you always wastin' my time?
you hair's a mess and your make-up's crusty
i don't know too many females
who make a habit of biting their toenails
just the sight of you makes my flesh crawl
i'm sure we'd be happy together
if onle one thing weren't true
you drink the milk right from the carton
you're belchin' everywhere
then you use my razor to shave your back hair
you don't have an ounce of class
you're just one big pain in the neck
how much more can i take now
you even snore when you're wide awake now
you tell all your friends we're the perfect couple
maybe you should get a clue
and when you softly call my name
it's like listenin' to that squeaky chalk sound
and when you look at me that special way
it's hard for me to keep my lunch down
and when you askin' me what i'm thinkin'
how i'd really like to tie your head completely up in duct tape
so i wouldn't have to listen to you asking me those stupid questions
that disgusting noise you make when you laugh
gives me a throbbing migraine
until you cam along i nbever dated anyone
this low on the food chain
you've got inhuman body odor
you've got the hair of a boxing promoter
your teeth are all yellow
your butt's made of jell-o
i hate the way you crack your knuckles
i hate your whiny loser girlfriends too
not to mention irritatin'
now won't you give my best regards to satan