D
Got a lotta heart ache
D
He's a fuckin' weasel
G
His issues make my mind ache
A
Wanna make a deal
D
'Cause I love your little motions
D
You do with your pigtails
G
What a nice creation
A
Worth another night in jail
D
He's a player, diarrhea giver
Tried to grow his hair out, friends were listening to Slayer
G
I'd like to find him Friday night
A
Hanging out with mom, trying on his father's tights
Riff Riff
D
So all you little ladies
D
Be sure to choose the right guys
G
You'll come back to me maybe
A
I'll shower you with lies
D
Got a lotta heart ache
D
He's a fuckin' weasel
G
Decisions make my mind ache
A
Wanna make a deal
Riff 2
D
He's a player, diarrhea giver
Tried to grow his hair out, friends were listening to Slayer
G
I'd like to find him Friday night
A
Hanging out with mom, trying on his father's tights
Riff Riff