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