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Bowling for Soup

Freeze frame

I can lay it on real thick 'cause I know
How you don't like to get bogged down
With anything 'bout us
And our kick ass true love tale

Sorry I swore just then
'Cause I know, you hate it
And by the way that cake you baked me
Really sucked but I ate it

'Cause I loved you even more
That you could ever imagine
Here's a friendly goodbye
Five, six, seven

Ain't that a bee with an itch?
Ain't that a mother trucker?
You can go to H E double hockey sticks
And F yourself

'Cause I'm flipping gosh darn sick
Of all the S words you put me through
So F you, F you

I can hang it out to dry 'cause I know
How you like all of your laundry neat
And not just thrown around
Like a chainsaw in need of juggling

Sorry I flipped you off
'Cause I know how you hate it
And that homemade porn I said
That I erased, well, I saved it

'Cause I loved you even more
That you could ever imagine
Here's a friendly goodbye
Five, six, seven

Ain't that a bee with an itch?
Ain't that a mother trucker?
You can go to H E double hockey sticks
And F yourself

'Cause I'm flipping gosh darn sick
Of all the S words you put me through
So F you, F you, F you, F you

I'll send you a post card
That says I'm glad you're not here
I'll buy you a t-shirt
But I'll use it to wipe up the beer

That I spilled while I was spilling my guts
To my friends about you
And I really don't have anything else
Nice to say but F you, F you, 5, 6, 7

Ain't that a bee with an itch?
Ain't that a mother trucker?
You can go to H E double hockey sticks
And F yourself

'Cause I'm flipping gosh darn sick
Of all the S words you put me through
So F you, F you, F you, F you, F you
That's right

Written by REDDICK, JARET RAY
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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