What's up, mother fuckers... There's too many things on your mind Yeah, not enough space, you're too confined But you gotta stay focused and keep your
her away from me I was young and in love I called her everyday at three We started hangin' out more Guess we became best friends That was good enough for
you feel the flames tickling your toes when it's late at night? That's how you know she's on the attack Do you wake up wincing in pain cause you didn't sleep quite right? That's
try to tell me I never felt anything at all I know you have screwed me over once before And I see the mask you're wearing And it's inscribed with fake
get to grab her breasts (large boobies!) But that's not why I like her, it's for other reasons that I'm sure 'Cause when she comes back, ah! ah! She'll be begging for
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' a lot But I can't be someone that I'm not They say this is where it's at Not playin' that stupid punk-ska crap But there's nothin' more that I want
for no reason at all People getting mad for stupid reasons That I know why, yeah People getting mad...yeah, yeah, for no reason at all People getting mad for
around those girls I'm not just sure what to say She's my punk rock girl I guess that's just the way I have no one now That's why I need her today She's
it last? Yeah, what about this fight? Yeah, what about this fight?...c'mon! And it's been so long Since we've actually talked Just about what life's all about And it's
away from this place And make you see what I see, the real true me Am I crowding all of your spa-a-a-ace? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's been so long since
loved you stupid whore Now I can see (not gonna be blind today) I've got a new solution To an everyday kind of thing And it's a great big fuck you! (For