Information
Album Name
Bad Hair Day
Artist
Weird Al Yankovic
Genre
POP
Release Date
1996.03.12
Release Agency
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Original

Weird Al Yankovic - I'm So Sick Of You
You tell a joke and forget the punchline
Why you always wastin' my time
Hey baby, trust me, you just disgust me
Your hair's a mess
and your make-up's crusty
I don't know too many females
Who make a habit of biting their toenails
Wo, every time you call
you drive me up the wall
Honey
just the sight of you makes my flesh crawl
I'm sure we'd be happy together
If only one little thing weren't true
Oh baby, I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
What are you, in kindergarten
You're belchin' everywhere, foulin'up the air
Then you use
my razor to shave your back hair
You don't have an ounce of class
You're just one big pain in the neck
How much more can I take now
give me a break now
You even snore
when you're wide awake now
You tell all your friends
we're the perfect couple
Well, maybe you should get a clue
'Cause baby, I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Baby, you're so nauseatin'
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
And when you softly call my name
It's like
I'm listenin' to a squeaky chalk sound
And when you look at me that special way
It's hard for me to keep my lunch down
And when you ask me what I'm thinkin
honey, usually I'm thinking
how I'd really like to tie
your head completely up in duct tape
so I wouldn't have to listen to
you asking me those stupid questions
over and over again
Well, that disgusting noise
you make when you laugh
gives me a throbbing migraine
(Can't stand you, I just can't stand you)
Until you came along I never dated anyone
this low on the food chain
(Can't stand you, I just can't stand you)
You've got inhuman body odor
You've got the hair of a boxing promoter
Yeah, your teeth are all yellow
your butt's made of Jell-O
You wake up in a puddle
droolin' on your pillow
I hate the way you crack your knuckles
I hate your whiny loser girlfriends too
But mostly I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Really now, you're aggravatin'
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Not to mention irritatin'
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Well
now won't you give my best regards to Satan
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
I'm so sick of you
I'm so sick of you
I'm so sick of you
You make me sick

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