The stupid jerk I'm obsessed with Stands so close to me, I can feel his breath on my neck And smell the way he would smell if we slept together Because he is the stupid jerk I'm obsessed with
And that is his primary function in life To be a stupid jerk I can obsess over
And to talk with that dinghy bim bat blonde As if he really wanted to hear About her manicures and pedicures And new age ritualistic enema cures
And truth be known he probably Does want to hear about it Because he is the stupid jerk I'm obsessed with And he's obsessed with doing anything He can to lend fuel to my fire
He makes a point of standing Looking over my shoulder When I'm talking to the guy who adores me And would bark like a dog And wave to strangers if I asked him to
Bark like a dog and wave to strangers But I can't ask him to bark like a dog Or impersonate any kind of animal at all 'Cause I'm too busy lookin' at the way
The stupid jerk I'm obsessed with Has pants on that perfectly Define his well shaped ass To the point where I'm thoroughly frantic
I'm just gonna go home and stick my head in the oven Overdose on nutmeg and aspirin and Sit in the bathtub reading the executioners song And being completely confounded By the fact that I can see
The stupid jerk, I'm obsessed with his face Defining itself in the peeling plaster of the wall Grinning and winking And I start to yell get the hell out a there
You're just a figment of my imagination Just get a life and get out of my plaster And pass me the next painful situation, please But he just keeps on grinning and winking
He's a stupid jerk I'm obsessed with And he's mine, in my plaster And frankly I couldn't be happier Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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