talk to my hand.
yeah, right. i love you fatal bazooka, and yelle, gosh, you are amazing.
because of them, and my sister, i wanna learn how to speak french.
i think it's going to be fun.
so, for all the people who just come to me to talk about shitty things. back of and talk to my hand.
happy?
Guys are all dumb (oh yeah)
Guys are all dumb (oh yeah)
Guys (oh yeah), guys (oh yeah), guys are all dumb
Guys are all dumb they think they can give us the finger (oh, gross!)
All they do is cheat on us I know it from Vitaa’s record
My parents aren’t very cool either (no shit)
They don’t want me to smoke and they don’t even want to divorce (poor thing!)
I’m really sick of being their “mystery bouquet” (I hear you)
They don’t understand I need a scooter to survive
If this goes on I swear I have to flee to a club (you’re right)
And to make them crazy I won’t come home until 2 AM
