Something in the way he didn’t move me
Attracted me ‘cuz there was no other lover
Something in the way he screwed me
I don't want to be me now
Don't want believe it now
Ooh, oooh, ooh, ooh, oooh, ooooh!
Something in his smile, he knows
That I don't have no other lover,
Something in his shove, that throws me
I'm ready to leave him now
I never believed in him now
ooh oooh oooh, oooooh!
You’re wondering will my rage grow
I don't know, I don't know
If he don’t pay his bills, well it may show
I don't know, I don't know
Something in the way he shows
that he don't care if I even think of him
Something in the cash he owes me
I'm glad that I left him now
I'm glad I outguessed him now
oh, screw him, We’re through!
2.
Sexie Gary
Sexy Gary what have you done
You made a fool of your dear one
You made a fool of our free-dumb,
Sexy Gary oooh what have you done.
Sexy Gary you broke the rules
You layed me down for all to see
You layed her too for me to see
Sexy Gary oooh, you act so cool.
One sunny day us two girls were waiting just for love
You came along and turned on every one
Sexy Gary, your the great actor but your so small.
Sexy Gary how did you know
My heart was waiting just for you
Her heart waiting for you too
Sexy Gary oooh we watched you go.
Sexy Gary you'll get yours yet
However big you think you are
However big you think hers are
Sexy Gary oooh you'll get yours yet.
We gave him everything just to join him, lest he roam
His lust would lighten everything
Sexy Gary he's the latest and the weirdest of them all.
He made a fool of everyone
Sexy Gary
However big you think you are
Sexy Gary, you aint no star.
3. Carry That Weight
Boy, you gotta carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Boy, you gotta carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
I never give you my whole self,
I only send you my invitations
Cause in the middle of the investigations
You break down
Boy, you gotta carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Boy, you gotta carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Outa my pants into hers
See no future, pay no mind
All your friends are gone
Where else to go?
But oh that magic feeling,
Someone to f***
Oh that magic feeling
You f*** her up
Boy, you gonna carry this weight
Carry the weight
A long time
Boy, you gonna carry your fate
Carry your fate
Through all time
I never gave you the treatment
You gave in spite of the situations
How you could take so much and be so small,
I don’t know
I never gave you my wonder
How do you sleep at all with all that thunder
That you refuse to hear or face your fear
Of failure
Out of college, money spent, see no future, pay no rent
All the love is gone no where to go,
But oh that dead dead feeling
You didn’t grow
Oh that dead dead feeling
You never showed
Pick up your bags and bang that chick, ooh you’re mean
Pack your bags and get on the f*** machine
But oh that magic feeling
You’ll never know
Oh that magic feeling
When will you grow?
Boy your gonna carry that weight,
Carry that weight a long time
Boy your gonna carry that weight,
Carry that weight a long time.
4.
The Continuing Story of Bungling Bills
Hey bungling Bill
How’s the new thrill
Who will you next spill?
He went out girl hunting with his computer and his grin
In case of accidents he always took talis and teffilin
He's the all American bull-headed doctor’s son.
Foolish women swing
Hey Bungalow Bill
Who pays your bills?
Bungalow Bill?
Deep in the jungle where the mighty actor lies
Bill and his fantasies were taken by surprise
His Mistress Marvel zapped in right between the eyes
All the women sling
Hey, Bungalow Bill
What love did you kill
Bungalow Bill?
The women asked him if to lie was not a sin
Not when they took his bait, his ego butted in
If looks could kill it would have been us instead of
him
All the women sing
Hey, Bungalow Bill
What’s yer next thrill
Bungalow Bill?
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