Clearance
Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Figs D Music /I Can't Believe It's Not Music (BMI)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick, Linus Of Hollywood
- Label/Owner
- Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
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- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Figs D Music /I Can't Believe It's Not Music (BMI)
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Lyrics
My teacher asked me where my homework was and that's when I told her
“No Hablo Ingles”
Policeman got me doin' 90 and that's when he pulled me over
“No Hablo Ingles”
A hippy with a tambourine askin' me if I could spare a dollar
*No Hablo Ingles”
Some douche bag at the club tries to pick a fight and grabs my collar
“No Hablo Ingles”
When I’m not feelin' it
When someone's full o' shit
When I get cut up at the bar
To make a getaway
It's all you gotta say
Quattro, Sinco, Ses
No Hablo Ingles!(x4)
My nephew asked me if I’d take him to the Jonas Brothers movie
“No Hablo Ingles”
Walking my dog I saw a sign that says “Hey Please Pick Up The Doody”
“No Hablo Ingles”
My mom gets mad cause I never call my dad on his birthday
“No Hablo Ingles”
A guy walks up and says “Donde esta casa de pepe?”
He no habla ingles!
So many different uses
You don't need no excuses
It's as easy as the third grade
The perfect getaway
It's all you gotta say
Quattro, Sinco, Ses
No Hablo Ingles!
Did you brush your teeth?
“No Hablo Ingles”
Where did you leave your pants?
“No Hablo Ingles”
Did you feed the fish?
“No Hablo Ingles”
Do you like my band?
Wait….don't answer that!
No Hablo Ingles!
Do you wanna buy some girl scout cookies?
“No Hablo Ingles”
Did one of you guys pee in the pool?
“No Hablo Ingles”
Hey how about we all get together and go to the ballet?
“No Hablo Ingles”
Can I borrow that beer?
Hahahah!
Clearance
Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Figs D Music /I Can't Believe It's Not Music (BMI)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick, Linus Of Hollywood
- Label/Owner
- Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
- Publisher
- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Figs D Music /I Can't Believe It's Not Music (BMI)
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Lyrics
Her name is wena
Hey have you seen her
Everyone says she's amazing
She gets so jealous
She sticks her head up
When i'm checking out the ladies
And she needs so much attention
She's always hanging around
My wena is lonely tonight
(my wena)
She cries when i turn out the light
(my wena)
She's only happy when i'm holding her tight
Oh, my wena
Take a look at my wena
My little wena
Queen of the scene
And all the girls wanna be around her
Her skin is so soft
I can't keep my hands off
Ever since the day i found her
And she'll make your heart beat faster
With the wink of an eye
My wena is lonely tonight
(my wena)
She cries when i turn out the light
(my wena)
She's only happy when i'm holding her tight
Oh, my wena
Have you seen my wena
Get a load of my
Sometimes she can't sleep at night
And i wake up and she's just a looking at me
And she snuggles so tight
When it's cold outside
She likes to show off
When we're walking the beach
And she's always up for going extra innings
And she's a sucker for a happy ending
And we may not always agree
But she's always here with me
My wena is lonely tonight
She cries when i turn out the light
She's only happy when i'm holding her tight
Oh, my wena
Take a look at my wena
My wena is lonely tonight
(my beautiful wena)
She cries when i turn out the light
(she wants to get her dream)
She's only happy when i'm holding her tight
Oh, my wena
My wonderful wena
Clearance
Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd,
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Mayday Malone / State One Songs (ASCAP), Reptillian Music / EMI Blackwood Music, Inc
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick, Sam Hollander, Dave Katz,
- Label/Owner
- Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
- Publisher
- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Mayday Malone / State One Songs (ASCAP), Reptillian Music / EMI Blackwood Music, Inc
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Lyrics
Nothing to do but sit around and make a mess with you.
Watching the world from your rooftop looking down.
We never care. Summertime and we ain't going anywhere.
No goodbyes…
We're only young, running wild.
Only young, get it right.
We've got all the time in the world tonight.
We're only young, you and I.
Only young, let it ride.
We're right here, the best night of our lives.
Let's go down in flames. Tomorrow's just a million miles away.
We got tonight, so let's tear this town apart.
We'll never change. We'll party like it's graduation day. No goodbyes. We'll stay right here, laugh till we cry.
We're only young, running wild.
Only young, get it right.
We've got all the time in the world tonight.
We're only young, you and I.
Only young, let it ride.
We're right here, the best night of our lives.
Tonight, tonight, we'll make some history.
Tonight, tonight, we'll burn some memories.
Tonight, tonight, legends never die.
Tonight, tonight, it's like a movie.
Tonight, tonight, the way it should be.
tonight, tonight, all we've got is time.
We're only young, and we don't care if we get old and lose our hair. Right now, the best night of our lives.
We're only young, running wild.
Only young, get it right.
We've got all the time in the world tonight.
We're only young, you and I.
Only young, let it ride.
We're right here, the best night of our lives.
Only young, only young, only young x2
Clearance
Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd,
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Bible Black (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick, Tony Scalzo
- Label/Owner
- Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
- Publisher
- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Bible Black (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
You know I only want what's best for you, and I hope you do well in everything that you do. And it's a funny thing, but now that you're gone, I don't wish you were dead anymore.
I hope you're doing fine, I hope you found the time to chase that dream.
I wanna see you shine, you were always on my mind,and my heart's on my sleeve. Do you know what I mean?
Chorus:
You know I only want what's best for you, and I hope you do well in everything that you do. And it's a funny thing, but now that you're gone, I don't wish you were dead anymore.
Remember hanging out? There was never any doubt you're on my side. No use living in the past, should've known it wouldn't last. Nothing good ever does, but that's alright.
Chorus
I think about the times we had, and when you left me, I was lost, girl I miss you so bad. I was out of my mind for sure. No matter what I said,I don't wish you were dead anymore.
I hope you're not alone. I hope you found a home that you can live in. Me, I'm doing good in the old neighborhood, so please don't come back. Never come back.
Chorus
I don't wish you were dead anymore. X2
Clearance
Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd,
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick
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- Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
- Publisher
- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
You are my best friend in the world, and I hope that you know.
When we hang out together, it's freaking awesome.
Playing poker, Friday nights, Beer, romantic golf-cart races.
You think that my sister's hot. I accidently shot your finger off.
You're writing and oh well, you get disability.
I broke my leg, you laughed so hard and told me if you lived to stop at the bar.
Chorus:
You'll tell the world I'm gay when you hear me say that I really and truly feel this way. Not that there's anything wrong with being gay.
And sometimes we punch each other in the face, like when I hit on your mom and got to second base.
I'm trying to say I love you in a heterosexual way.
We fart and burp in the same key, and I think your Ipod sucks.
You make fun of my hair because yours is disappearing.
I've seen your penis, you've seen mine, I popped your pimples, you rubbed aloe vera on my sunburned back, you ran defense when I shit my pants.
You felt my girl's brand new boobs, you asked to suck 'em, she refused.
Oh, while you slept I shaved your head, you woke up and told me that I…
Chorus x2
Clearance
Master Owner: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd,
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick, Zac Malloy
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Zac Malloy Music / Sony / ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
- Label/Owner
- Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
- Publisher
- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Zac Malloy Music / Sony / ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
I'm not lost, I just haven't found everything I need.
I'm not torn, I'm just getting it together.
I'm not broken, don't you mind the pieces of me you see scattered on the ground, I swear I'll turn this thing around.
I'm not home, but I'm sitting here in my room.
I'm a photograph in need of a zoom.
I feel far away, I can't make out the face.
It's all blurred, since you went away.
When you took your keys out, you took a little piece of me.
Chorus:
I'm a circle incomplete, I'm a heart that barely beats.
All the memories stay forever as tattoos.
I'm a star without a sky. I'm hello with no goodbye.
I'm the dreams we had that never will come true. That's me with no you.
I'm a mark, I'm a martyr, I'm a victim, I'm a jerk,
I'm an engine that just doesn't seem to start.
I'm a kingdom with no king, I'm a king without a crown.
So I fall down on my knees, and I pray nobody sees.
You got my attention, now please come back to me.
Chorus
Can't find the words to fit the melody, but I swear that I could sing it when you were here with me.
I'm all over the place on a scale of 1-10. I'm a sea- that's me.
I'm not lost, I just haven't found everything I need.
I'm not torn, I'm just getting it together.
Chorus
Clearance
Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd,
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Figs D Music /I Can't Believe It's Not Music (BMI)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick, Linus Of Hollywood
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- Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
- Publisher
- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Figs D Music /I Can't Believe It's Not Music (BMI)
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Lyrics
I was lost and down before you turned my life around.
I never knew a love like this could happen.
And they said I was too young, but when I turned 21.
You gave me hope that's everlasting.
Now everything is going my way, the sun's shining all around me.
Bells are ringing and the birds are singing.
And now, I wanna tell the whole world…
Chorus:
Hooray for beer. I'm really glad you're here.
Let's make this moment last.
You feel so right, wanna be with you all night.
Shout it out- hooray for beer.
And sometimes when I wake, you seem like a mistake.
My stomache's turning circles, my head is pounding.
But at 5 O'clock, you say 'it's time to rock.'
And I can't resist- I gotta be around you.
Now everything is hunky-dory. The stars are shining all around me.
There's a happy ending to my story.
And now, I wanna tell the whole world…
Chorus
I can hold you in my hands forever.
Or at least until you're gone, and then I'll order another one.
Now everything is going my way, the sun's shining all around me.
Bells are ringing and the birds are singing.
And now, I wanna tell the whole world…
Chorus
Shout it out- hooray for beer. x2
Clearance
Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd,
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick
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- Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
- Publisher
- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
America a beautiful girl
A gift to the world from outside of town
A train wreck with unbelievable skin
Hey, where have you been we haven't seen you around
You know you don't have to be so mean
We hear it loud and clear when you say
That you don't give a whoop whoop
America she bullies at school
Her parents were cool
But now she's out on her own
Happiness as long as she's right and she's quick to fight
Yeah she's looking kinda rough
She says just recognize recognize
Cause She don't give a whoop whoop
She don't give a whoop whoop
She don't give a.
She don't give a whoop whoop
She don't give a whoop whoop
She don't give a.
Chorus:
Wake up America don't wanna fight anymore (Wake up America)
Wake up America don't wanna fight anymore (Wake up America)
Now pick yourself off the floor
America she lost all her friends
The fun never ends until you buy your own beer
Rehab so bitter and wired
So used up and tired hey your looking pretty rough
She says just recognize recognize
Cause She don't give a whoop whoop
She don't give a whoop whoop
She don't give a.
She don't give a whoop whoop
She don't give a whoop whoop
She don't give a.
Chorus
Wake up Amy your alarm clocks beepin
Wake up Amy your alarm clocks on
Wake up Amy your alarm clocks beeping
Waking up the neighbors it goes on and on
Wake up Amy your alarm clocks beepin
Wake up Amy your alarm clocks on
Wake up Amy your alarm clocks beeping
Waking up the neighbors it goes on and on and on
Chorus x2
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Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick
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Lyrics
Hey, ummm, got your message, uhhh, I was uhh calling to see if umm kinda if you had plans or if you were uhhh. Actually I don't really know why I called you right now. I'm not even drunk. I'm just rambling.
Chorus:
If only you were here, if only I could see your eyes,
if only I were with you, if I only I could kiss you,
if only I had just one night to make this right.
Oh I would turn this thing around.
I'm sad and lonely, drunk, and tired of beating myself to a pulp, and I'm not giving up.
Alright, I swear I'm not a stalker. I ummm, maybe your machine is coming off, from the last one, cause I guess I talked too long, which it will do, and I will do as well. Ummm, hope you're great, ya know?
Chorus:
Somehow we fell off track and got off the path we'd beaten.
I bet you thought that I had dried up and blown away.
But I'm gonna come back with a fury, and I'm gonna write myself a note.
I'm on a mission, and I thought that you should know.
You're probably wondering who this is, I just called to apologize.
Seems like I've been dialing the wrong number.
Chorus
Hi, could I just get a small cheese, uhh maybe some with a cinnamon dessert thing that you guys do?
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Master Owned By : Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd,
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Figs D Music /I Can't Believe It's Not Music (BMI)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick, Linus Of Hollywood
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- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Figs D Music /I Can't Believe It's Not Music (BMI)
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Lyrics
Turn me up. Check one. That sounds good. Bowling For Soup, 2009. Everything is just fine.
Waves hit rocks, and folks get wet.
I was gonna say something but now I forget.
Chocolate covered cherries with the milk on the side.
I'll meet you at the party if I find a ride.
Helicopters fly and birds like to nest.
Elvis or the Beatles? Who cares who's the best (The Beatles.)
Raleigh is the capital of North Carolina.
Peanut butter sandwich with some Aunt Jemimah.
And if you were me, you'd probably see what I'm talking about.
Chorus:
Talk is cheap, but I can't afford it.
Counting sheeps don't work anymore.
And my head is turning circles, but I gotchoo, I gotchoo.
The coast is clear, the view is distorted.
Lots to do, and I'm always bored.
Nothing in my wallet, but I gotchoo, I gotchoo.
Credit or debit with your supermarket basket.
Bring your own tote- no paper, no plastic.
In the sun or the rain, always bring an umbrella.
Get a lollipop from the pretty bank teller.
Go Kart track with the '57 Chevy,
I can't read my weight, but I'm gettin' kind of heavy.
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear, Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair.
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy was he? Was he?
And if you were me, you'd probably see what I'm talking about.
Chorus
Sometimes you gotta run and put your foot on the pedal.
Other times you gotta stay and bring the metal.
Doesn't matter to me cause I gotchoo. I gotchoo!!
Chorus x2
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Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd,
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Zac Malloy Music / Sony / ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick, Zac Malloy
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Lyrics
Suh suh suh saw you in December
I can't believe that summer got here so fast
I hardly can remember
Crawlin through the dust cloud after the blast
Tuh tuh tuh trippin over landmines
For fallin over words when I see your face
Oh ya you took your sweet time
Breakin down the walls, blowin me away
Chorus
Luh luh luh luh love is like a hurricane
Luh luh luh luh love is like a car crash and I just can't look away
Chorus… 4… 3… 2… 1…
Every time you walk in the room…
Love goes boom (4x)
You tuh tuh tuh told me that you love me
And suddenly the sky fell to the ground
I'm sh sh sh shakin like an earthquake
You got my whole world turned upside down
And I never could imagine
And I don't want to pretend
I just know that I don't want this to end
Chorus
Love goes boom
I don't know what to do
I swear I'm explodin everytime I look at you
And I never could imagine
And I don't want to pretend
I just know that I don't want this to end
Chorus
Luh luh luh luh love is like a time bomb
Love goes boom (repeats during fade out)
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Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick
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- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
Well I love New York like everyone
And I go to Las Vegas to chill
I like Denver Colorado cuz it's so laid back
And Chicago keeps it real
Well I only leave Dallas when I have to buy
When I do I like Tulsa, OK
And I ain't got nothin against California
But I can't stand L.A.
Well Orlando Florida is humid but it's swell
Austin and Nashville, both freakin rock (yes they do)
And New Orleans is evil but it's part of the appeal
You can gamble, drink and swear until you drop
The state of Ohio has been great to our band
Along with Philly and Green Bay
I got nothing but love for Hollywood
But I can't stand L.A.
I like Salt Lake City, Portland, Frisco, Santa Fe
Indianapolis, Hartford too
Boise, Memphis, Sioux Falls, and of course KZ
Along with Pittsburg and Kalamazoo
Atlanta is our home away from home
And here's a shout out to Sauge (Take a moment to explain where Sauge is… Oh ya it's St. Louis)
And I wish my friends would leave that place
Cuz I can't stand L.A.
Traffic sucks, no protected lefts (That Ranger's so cool)
Snooty fucks, pollution fills the air
Gang fights, seven dollar beer
And instead of breaking off into the sea
And now to give Los Angeles the benefit of a doubt
Jammy, Camel, In n' Out and great sushi
And adversity everywhere
Really hot chicks wearing next to nothin
And the Santa Monica Pier
Thank you for our hair metal and the '84 olympics
And for BFFs radio play
Well please don't take this personally
No I'm happy to visit but I'm happier to leave
And I guess what it is I'm tryin to say is
I can't stand L.A.
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Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick
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- Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
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- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
Lately I feel so small
Or maybe it’s just that my bed has grown
I never noticed it before but you were there
So how was I to know
That this single bed
was always meant for two
not just anyone
it was meant for me and you
Chorus:
And now you’re halfway around the world
And I’m just a day behind
Nothin seems to fill the hole
That I have since you left my side
You’ll always be my little girl
Though I can’t hold you tonight
And now you’re halfway round the world
And I’m just a day behind
I wake up in the night
I turn around and find that you’re not there
I just like to watch you sleep and lay by you
I love to feel you near
I think I’m going crazy
Everyday confusion starts to grow
I never noticed it before
But you were there so how was I supposed to know
That this single bed
was always meant for two
not just anyone
it was meant for me and you
Chorus
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Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd,
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick
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Lyrics
I just wanna be loved
I just wanna be extraordinary
I'm just your everyday average white guy
On the radio
Whoa-oh-oh
I just wanna be loved
Like the English people love their spliffs and curry
Like a kid loves money from the tooth fairy
Like Tubaka loves Han Solo
Why can't you see
That I'm only
Everything you want?
How come you give
Just enough to
Keep me hangin' on?
Chorus:
I don't care what you say,
You're gonna love me someday!
I don't mean to talk so tough,
I just wanna be loved,
Loved, loved, loved, loved,
I just wanna be loved,
Loved, loved, loved, loved,
I don't know how to surf,
But I'm really really good at karaoke
Maybe I'm not just an average white guy
Except down there,
In case you care that life's not fair
Why can't you see
That I'm only
Everything you want?
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How come you give
Just enough to
Keep me hangin' on?
Chorus
Loved, loved, loved, loved,
I just wanna be loved,
Loved, loved, loved, loved,
Cause you like shiny things,
Like diamond rings,
Sushi and Hybrid cars
Poker chips and Lyso dips
And getting thrown out of bars
Chorus
You like chocolate ice cream
But you hate your mother!
Can't you see that
You and me were
Made for one another?
I'm your biggest fan
You understand there'll
Never be no other
You're the best girl, that's for sure
Chorus x2
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Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick
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- Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
- Publisher
- Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
She bumped her head on the doorway
Ducking out before he even knew she was gone
She slipped and fell on the porch
Step and stepped in some dog shit on the front lawn
How in the hell did she get here
She wondered as her uncharged phone hit the wall
And what the hell did he look like
She asked herself but did really matter at all
If she could call a cab this wouldn't be so bad
What ever happened to pay phones
She'll never drink again she's gonna kill her friends
If she could just find her way home
Chorus:
Whatever gets you through the night
Somebody to love, somebody to find
And when did the good times get so bad and mornings so bright
Now your stuck in the rain and your tired of the games
When you've got no one to blame on the walk of shame
He stuck his head out of the doorway
And only saw the maid cart there in the hall
Ten floors down on the elevator smelling like sex and alcohol
What the hell was I thinking or drinking
I wonder where I parked my car and what is every body staring at
I should have never left my pants at the bar
Chorus
Shame shame shame everybody know your name
Shame shame shame everybody know your name
Shame shame shame everybody know your name
Shame shame shame everybody know your name
Whatever gets you through the night
Somebody to love, somebody to find
And when did the good times get so bad and mornings so bright
Chorus
Shame shame shame everybody know your name
Shame shame shame everybody know your name
Shame shame shame everybody know your name
Shame shame shame everybody know your name
Whatever gets you through the night
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Master Owned By: Zomba Recording LLC, under exclusive license to A&G Records Ltd
Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick
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Okay line up and look away
Single file against the wall
And reach Beijing-y way
And reapply the lines under your eyes
And spray some more cologne
Because I've only sneezed twice
And hey, ho, well, what do you know
It's fashionable now to wear your flip flops in the snow
And alright you're gonna score tonight
So game faces everyone
Cause it's amateur night, tonight
Everybody get dressed up and pick a fight
Drink until you just can't stand up and then drive home
Go shake your booty like you just don't care
Wear a button saying “Can I smell your underwear?”
Please forgive me but I think I'm fine to just stay home
Wink wink can I buy you a drink?
Are you from Tennessee cause you're the only ten I see
And oh, dude, did you just see her boobs
Like two pigs in a blanket and her butt was freaking huge
And hey chum, the biggest rule of thumb is
Don't forget you're chapstick and gum
Don't forget you're chapstick and gum
Cause it's amateur night, tonight
Everybody get dressed up and pick a fight
Drink until you just can't stand up and then drive home
Go shake your booty like you just don't care
Wear a button saying “Can I smell your underwear?”
Please forgive me but I think I'm fine to just stay home
Just to clarify we played a game
Get thrown out and then sneak back in
Bop bop, do the bouncer at the end of the night.
Cause it's amateur night, tonight
Everybody get dressed up and pick a fight
Drink until you just can't stand up and then drive home
Go shake your booty like you just don't care
Wear a button saying “Can I smell your underwear?”
Please forgive me but I think I'm fine to just stay home
Just to clarify we played a game
Get thrown out and then sneak back in
Bop bop, do the bouncer at the end of the night.
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Published By: Drop Your Pants Publishing / Universal Music-Z Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
Performed By: Bowling For Soup
Written By: J Reddick
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Lyrics
Waves hit rocks, and folks get wet.
I was gonna say something but now I forget.
Chocolate covered cherries with the milk on the side.
I'll meet you at the party if I find a ride.
Helicopters fly and birds like to nest.
Elvis or the Beatles? Who cares who's the best (The Beatles.)
Raleigh is the capital of North Carolina.
Peanut butter sandwich with some Aunt Jemimah.
And if you were me, you'd probably see what I'm talking about.
Chorus:
Talk is cheap, but I can't afford it.
Counting sheeps don't work anymore.
And my head is turning circles, but I gotchoo, I gotchoo.
The coast is clear, the view is distorted.
Lots to do, and I'm always bored.
Nothing in my wallet, but I gotchoo, I gotchoo.
Credit or debit with your supermarket basket.
Bring your own tote- no paper, no plastic.
In the sun or the rain, always bring an umbrella.
Get a lollipop from the pretty bank teller.
Go Kart track with the '57 Chevy,
I can't read my weight, but I'm gettin' kind of heavy.
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear, Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair.
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy was he? Was he?
And if you were me, you'd probably see what I'm talking about.
Chorus
Sometimes you gotta run and put your foot on the pedal.
Other times you gotta stay and bring the metal.
Doesn't matter to me cause I gotchoo. I gotchoo!!
Chorus
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Published by: Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Zac Maloy Music / Sony Music Publishing (ASCAP)
Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Maloy
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Lyrics
Stop before you get my started
Maybe I'll just go
I'm not exactly broken hearted
But I think you already know
That there's more to the story that I'm givin' up
Maybe I should just grow up
There's a picture of a girl somewhere
That fits this empty frame
And there's a song here somewhere with a happier refrain
It came to me, I think they call it an epiphany
Man that's a big word
Chorus:
All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary
Somewhat somewhat documented
And depicted in this book of memories
That's as empty as a broken glass,
Or a gas tank in my car
If you can hear me now,
Come out, come out, wherever you are
I try so hard not to remember
I wish I could forget
The thoughts of you in syndication
Just like the time I met Joan Jett
At a Grammy party on a Saturday night
After you and me had a big fight
There's a picture of a boy somewhere that fits your empty frame
I tried switching the station,
But the song stays the same
It came to me, think they call it an epiphany
That line was lame
Chorus
Are you still at home?
Or did you go to Rome?
I swear I think I saw you on some Italian movie
Showing on the plane
I couldn't read your name
Subtitles don't work on the credits,
Man that's a shame
And it's a shame 'bout me and you
No one to blame but, you
Chorus:
All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary
Somewhat somewhat documented
And depicted in this book of memories
That's as empty as a broken glass
Or a gas tank in my car
If you can hear me now,
If you can hear me now,
If you can hear me now,
Come out, come out, wherever you are
Wherever you are
I think they call it an epiphany
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Published by: Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Vaguely Familiar Music (ASCAP)
Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Schlesinger
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Lyrics
Four years you think for sure
That’s all you’ve got to endure
All the total dicks
All the stuck up chicks
So superficial, so immature
Then when you graduate
You take a look around and you say HEY WAIT
This is the same as where I just came from
I thought it was over
Aw that’s just great
Chorus:
The whole damn world is just as obsessed
With who‘s the best dressed and who‘s having sex,
Who‘s got the money, who gets the honeys,
Who‘s kinda cute and who‘s just a mess
And you still don’t have the right look
And you don’t have the right friends
Nothing changes but the faces, the names, and the trends
High school never ends
Check out the popular kids
You’ll never guess what Jessica did
How did Mary Kate lose all that weight
And Katie had a baby so I guess Tom’s straight
And the only thing that matters
Is climbing up that social ladder
Still care about your hair and the car you drive
Doesn’t matter if you’re sixteen or thirty-five
Reese Witherspoon,
She’s the prom queen
Bill Gates,
Captain of the chess team
Jack Black, the clown
Brad Pitt, the quarterback
I’ve seen it all before
I want my money back
Chorus
High school never ends
Chorus
High school never ends
High school never ends
Here we go again
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Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Maloy
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Lyrics
I always thought my movie
Would be a comedy
Not quite the tragedy that its become
More slapstick than chickflick
More Caddyshack than Breakfast At Tiffany's
So, thank me at the podium
For a lifetime of contribution
Turn on the cameras
Someone cue the extras
Hair and makeup to the set
Chorus:
Because the big screen's callin
Final casting call
Its your big shot baby your the next big star
On another stupid movie
'bout a guy with a broken heart
Is fallin apart
Your headed for the cutting room floor
And in the sequel honey
I'm the guy who gets the girl
So if you miss my movie
Get the DVD
Check out the chemistry
Between you and me
Less 'Raising Arizona'
More 'Steel Magnolias'
So when you walk down that red carpet
I hope you trip and fall
I hope someone squirts you with a watergun
A super soaker filled with pee
Chorus
All apologies
To kevin costner
and that chick from monster
Give me Adam Sandler,
Will Ferrell, Belushi and even Val Kilmer
He was funny in 'Real Genius'
[Greg]
What about 'Top Gun'?
[Jaret]
No, 'Top Gun' wasn't funny
[Greg]
Whatever
Top secret was funny too
Chorus
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Written by: Reddick
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(This fucking song is all personality)
(Dude, that's the shit!)
Well we've all heard about
how the guys in the band
Weren't the popular kids in school
And now you hate your parents
'cause of the way you turned out
But in the end the blame's on you
And we all sympathize with your torn-apart heart
And your really artistic worldly views
It sells records when you're sad these days
It's super cool to be mad these days
I think rock and roll is really funny
when it's serious
Chorus:
Don't hate us 'cause we're happy
Don't hate us 'cause we're beautiful
Don't hate us if we make you smile
Or if we go the extra mile
To make someone feel better
on a really shitty day
And if you're hearing what I'm saying then
I want to hear you say, “I'm gay!” (I'm gay!)
Say, “I'm gay!” (I'm gay!)
Let's start a movement, let's start it right now
And if you don't know where to start
I can show you I'm your new team captain
Put your left hand over your heart
and repeat after me
It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
Chris, Gary? You guys wanna join in?
(Yeah, buddy. Sure. Sorry Dude)
It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
Very Nice. Very Nice.
Chorus
That's right, ladies and gentleman!
Pick up the phone
'cause Bowling For Soup is on the line!
And you don't have to be sad anymore!
You don't have to be mad anymore!
We can all join hands and do ring around
the freaking rosie!
In fact, can we can get some “La la”s up in here?
It sells records when you're sad these days
It's super cool to be mad these days
I think rock and roll is really funny
When it's serious
Yo, where my “La la”s at!
La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la
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Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Jones
Published by: Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Disciples Of Judra / BMG Songs (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
Remember back at Ryder High
Wishing on stars in the Texas sky
I got your name tattooed
Across my heart how could we lose
Back in black when we were hand in hand
Two young kids like Jack and Diane
Falling at the speed of light
Burning up never felt so right
Chorus:
So why I don't miss you
Tell me what I am supposed to do
After all the shit that we've been through
I can't feel a thing
Maybe I was too high
Maybe I just sobered up too soon
You're still on the dark side of the moon
And always on my mind
So why don't I miss you
So many nights we drove around
King and queen of the whole damn town
Voted most likely to succeed
We were everybody's meant to be
Burned out plans to take over the world
Did I fuck it up, or did we just get bored
Kept losing at the same old game
We had our 15 minutes of fame
We took it all the way
You can't say we didn't try
Chorus
Why don't I miss the way you laugh
At everything I say
You mom's apple pie always blew me away
It's funny how I always write the same old song
I wonder if you ever sing along with me
Sing along with me
Chorus
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Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick
Published by: Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
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
Chorus:
Cause I loved you
Even more that you could ever imagine
Here's a friendly goodbye
5,6,7
Ain't that a “b” with an itch
Ain't that a mother trucker
You can go to h-e-double hockey sticks
And f yourself
Cause I'm flippin' gosh darn sick
Of all the “s” words you put me through
So f-u
F-u
I can hang it out to dry
Cause I know how you like all your laundry neat
And not just thrown around
Like a chain saw 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
Chorus
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
Chorus
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Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Jones
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Man you're really one heck of a guy
Best friend since junior high
You showed me Playboy for the very first time
That was rad
We saw Bon Jovi we sat in the front row
I pierced your ear right before the show
We stole your brother's beer and he didn't know
Chorus:
Your new girlfriend is a son of a gun
Did you fall in love or did
You just want to get some
That girl is crazy she's a lo-co-motion
I know you know she used to be my girl
You'd better run for cover
Cause she's tickin like a time bomb
And did i mention that youbothsuck.com
Now your stuck with her
Like Mellencamp is stuck with cougar.
I guess that makes me the LUCKIEST LOSER
I met her at a kegger past out in the yard
Gettin in her pants wasn't really that hard
6 months later she crashed my car
That was rad
She's got a glow from her spray on tan
Marilyn Manson is her favorite band
I really think she might worship Satan, not a band
Chorus
Now she's stuck with you
Like a frat guy with a bad tattoo
Like celebrity golf with Alice Cooper
Guess that makes me the LUCKIEST LOSER
Mel Gibson, Danny Glover you deserve each other
I'll leave the weapon when you take her home to
Meet your mother
She was a superstar, back seat of my car
Those days are over, now the night goes on yeah
Chorus
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Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Maloy
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I woke up today
That was my first mistake
Woulda been better off
In the middle of a dream
I was havin' bout a brighter day
Yesterday, I gave my heart away
By the middle of the day
You could search for a sucker
and buy it now on ebay
Chorus:
Hold your head up and face the day
Seems like everybody's got a way
to say “I'm doing OK.”
I'm OK as long as you're happy
Without me
Without my hand - to hold
Without my jacket - to keep you warm when you're cold
Oh yeah you're cold
Popsicle lovin, pie crusts
Promises, ice cream kisses
That I'm really gonna miss you
Smithsonian, peppermint
Sugar coated accident, empty locker, cavity
And now we're just history
And this is all I ever wanted
I can take the heartbreak
Can I get something for my lovesick stomache ache?
I threw up today
I kinda sorta prayed
To go back in time and rewrite these lines
But I'll settle for a Bloody Mary
“What's that?” you say
You say you're not so OK
Looin down from the top of a 30-foot drop
That's exactly what you wanted
Chorus:
Hold your head up and face the day
Seems like yesterday you got your way
But I am doing ok
What's that you say?
You say you're not really happy without me
Without my hand- to hold
Without my jacket
To keep you warm when you're cold
This is all I ever wanted
I can take the heartbreak
Can I get something for my lovesick stomacheache?
And this is much more than I needed
(Can I have some Ginger Ale?)
I feel the agony of the defeated
(Tell her she can go to hell)
And if you really wanna make me feel better
Just don't let her take the sweater
I was wearin when I met her
Cause I know she's gonna say it was hers
But it's mine. That shit is mine
Popsicle lovin, pie crusts
Promises, ice cream kisses
That I'm really gonna miss you
Smithsonian, peppermint
Sugar coated accident, empty locker
Cavity, and now we're just history. [3x]
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Published by: Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Matzoh Ball Inc. / EMI Music (ASCAP)
Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Allan
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Lyrics
Jeanie has a dad that might as well be dead
A case of day habit every other kids
She's a much more beautiful person
Then you'll ever know
She hates the world
At least the one outside
She's a Myspace kid livin a virtual life
She's a much more beautiful person
Than she'll ever know
Chorus:
Close your eyes and the time tick by
In this life, it's OK to cry, sometimes
It can be hard to see what's right in front of you
You're gonna smile sometimes
Your worlds will collide
I know you're tired of waiting
So when you're through with hating
You'll be a much more beautiful person
And now you know
And now you know
Tommy can't help but feelin alone
Walking the halls with his head hung low
And he's a much more beautiful person
Than he'll ever know
High school kids can be so nasty
In a cut-throat war for popularity
A much more beautiful person then he'll ever know
Chorus
And you don't feel so lucky
But I've seen so many things in you
Believe me, I know just what you're going through
So stand up and take a bow
Hold your head high
Don't ever let them get you down
It's all about you
And it's not what they do
You're gonna smile sometimes
Your worlds will collide
I know you're tired of waiting
So when you're through with hating
You'll be a much more beautiful person
And now you know. And now you know
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Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick
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Chorus:
Friends like you!
Who needs friends?
Friends like you!
Who needs friends?
Friends like you!
Who needs friends?
Friends like you!
You know ya left the window open
And now the cat is gone
And my girlfriend says
you're really sweet what the hell is going on?
You never gave me back my leather jacket
And now it's out of style
And I warned you that that instance
Would set my house on fire
Now i'm not going to beat you up
Or drag you through the mud
I just want all my CD's back
In the cases with the artwork still intact
Chorus
Like when the guy put you in Reno
Had a lawyer for a dad
He got ours mixed up and sued my ass
Man that was really cool
Of you to fix me up with a girl from work
That used to be a guy
When you lost all my money on the superbowl
It made me want to cry!
I'm not going to beat you up
Or drag you through the mud
When the pending file sharing suit goes down
And why'd you need
The whole Metallica catalog anyway?
We haven't liked them for twelve years
We like the Queers, we like beers
Stuck with Van Halen through the shitty years
Now it’s over
Yeah!
You know ya left the back door open
And now the dog is gone
And my girlfriend says you're really sweet
What the fuck is going on?
And you never gave me back
My leather jacket and now it's outta style
I should have beat you
With your burkenstock
When you set my house on fire!
Chorus
When We Die
Well, I know that it's early
And it's too hard to think
And the broken empty bottles
Are reminder in the sink
But I thought that I should tell you
If it's not to late to say
I could put back all the pieces
They just might not fit the same
Nothing's worth losing
Especially the chance to make it right
Chorus:
And I know that we're gonna be fine
And the tattooed mistakes
Are gonna fade over time
As long as we live, time passes by
And we won't get it back when we die
Well, I know it's been years now
And I don't look the same
And the hopes and dreams you had for me
You thought went down the drain
And the room feels so empty
where my pictures used to be
And I can't say that I blame you
But you can't blame me
Cuz nothing's worth losing
Especially the chance to make it right
Chorus
Come over
Come over
Cause I gotta know
If I am doing this all on my own
Come over
Come over
How can I show you if you're not here
Chorus x2
Come over
Come over
Wooohooohooohaaawww
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Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Walker
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Lyrics
Well, I know that it's early
And it's too hard to think
And the broken empty bottles
Are reminder in the sink
But I thought that I should tell you
If it's not to late to say
I could put back all the pieces
They just might not fit the same
Nothing's worth losing
Especially the chance to make it right
Chorus:
And I know that we're gonna be fine
And the tattooed mistakes
Are gonna fade over time
As long as we live, time passes by
And we won't get it back when we die
Well, I know it's been years now
And I don't look the same
And the hopes and dreams you had for me
You thought went down the drain
And the room feels so empty
where my pictures used to be
And I can't say that I blame you
But you can't blame me
Cuz nothing's worth losing
Especially the chance to make it right
Chorus
Come over
Come over
Cause I gotta know
If I am doing this all on my own
Come over
Come over
How can I show you if you're not here
Chorus x2
Come over
Come over
Wooohooohooohaaawww
Clearance
Master owned by: A&G Records/Jive Records/Sony BMG (Europe and UK) / Jive Records/Sony BMG (ROW)
Published by: Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Zac Maloy Music / Sony Music Publishing (ASCAP)
Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Maloy
- Label/Owner
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- Publisher
- Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Zac Maloy Music / Sony Music Publishing (ASCAP)
- Exclusive Territory
- UK & Europe
Lyrics
Such a big man, such a little chick. I think it all goes back to your tiny
Pick- up truck in the driveway
With a sticker on the window
“Rest in Peace Number 3”
Tell all your friends
How you put her in her place
7 pounds of makeup
Just to hide her beat up face
Such a pretty face
Chorus:
It takes a tough man to slap her around
Such a bad guy to keep such a good girl down
She's wearing shades
Behind the tinted glass
And I've got 99 biker friends
That wanna kick your ass
Tell her that you're sorry
Blame it on the beer
Your dad was mean to you
Your friends think you're an asshole
And I do too
Over compensatin' for your small shoes
Takin her away, but you won't say when
Hold her in your arms
Tell her this won't happen again
When will this end? Well
Chorus
I wish Bruce Lee was here right now
With his trusty nun-chucks
Chuck Norris is still alive
So let's call up Walker, Texas Ranger
All the dudes from “Danger, Danger”
Let's get the A-Team
50 Cent with his bling-bling
And a couple of prison guards
Chorus
Start runnin' now
We're gonna kick your ass!
Clearance
Master owner: A&G Records/Jive Records/Sony BMG (Europe and UK) / Jive Records/Sony BMG (ROW)
Published by: Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Zac Maloy Music / Sony Music Publishing (ASCAP)
Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Maloy
- Label/Owner
- A&G Records/Jive Records/Sony BMG (Europe and UK) / Jive Records/Sony BMG (ROW)
- Publisher
- Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Zac Maloy Music / Sony Music Publishing (ASCAP)
- Exclusive Territory
- UK & Europe
Lyrics
I was out on the front line, doin' just fine
Put it all behind me
'til I cam across a letter from an old friend
Askin' “How you been?”
Stopped me dead in my tracks
And shot me right back there to '02
And it was me and you
What am I supposed to say?
I hope I don't fall head over heals
Cause I know how it's gonna feel
And I don't think I could live through you again
Chorus:
So don't don't don't
Let it be love love love
Because it hurts a lot, like it or not
If it comes down to love or money
It won't be love love love
It won't be love love love
And I know I should know better
Man, I hate this stuff
Don't let it be love
Let's think in the front line
I'm on the drop line
So fill me in, bash me over the head
Wish I was dead
Time heals everything
Time heals everything
At least that's what I've read
Here we go again
We're head over heals
And I know how it's gonna feel
When it crashes and it burns
It'll be too much. So
Chorus
And if I ever hear that song again
I just might kill someone.
Not literally
But the thought has crossed my mind.
So don't don't don't
Let it be love love love
I'm much better with
WHAM! BAM! Thank you Ma'am
Chorus
Clearance
Master owned by: A&G Records/Jive Records/Sony BMG (Europe and UK) / Jive Records/Sony BMG (ROW)
Published by: Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Zac Maloy Music / Sony Music Publishing (ASCAP)
Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Maloy
- Label/Owner
- A&G Records/Jive Records/Sony BMG (Europe and UK) / Jive Records/Sony BMG (ROW)
- Publisher
- Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Zac Maloy Music / Sony Music Publishing (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
You were right all along
You know I hate that, admitting I was wrong
So I don't answer the phone when it's you
It's funny when I see the caller I.D.
Shows the phone line's still in your dad's name
So hey, I'm doing OK
And I'll get back to you if you come back to me
Your voice is so Marilyn Monroe
It's funny how that makes me wanna smash the phone.
I wonder if J.F.K. ever felt this way
All alone, like Summer when it snows
So out of place, so out of those fake smiles
I used to do so well
And here's the part of the song
Where I start to break down like my broken heart
But it's not gonna matter
The lines are all down from a hurricane
They should have named after you
Maybe I should get a Scorpions ringtone
To remind me of you
Chorus
So hey, I'm doing OK
And I'll get back to you if you come back to me
Oh, here we go
Just like a broken record skippin' apart
That we both oughta know by heart
(And I can still hear you singing along)
We were right there
And now it seems so tragic
No happy ending
Now this whole thing seems so drastic
You asked me 20 times
Where we could find our magic
Ask David Copperfield or even Rick O'Casic
David Blaine,(where's the magic?)
Lance Burton, (where's the magic?)
Harry Potter,(where's the magic?)
I used to think pop rocks were magic.
Sigfried and Roy, (where's the magic?)
Shaquille O'Neal
(why'd you leave the magic?)
You asked me 20 times,
Or was it 28,
And your greatest trick ever
Was your great escape.
Chorus
Clearance
Master owned by: A&G Records/Jive Records/Sony BMG (Europe and UK) / Jive Records/Sony BMG (ROW)
Published by: Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Matzoh Ball Inc. / EMI Music (ASCAP)
Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Maloy
- Label/Owner
- A&G Records/Jive Records/Sony BMG (Europe and UK) / Jive Records/Sony BMG (ROW)
- Publisher
- Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Matzoh Ball Inc. / EMI Music (ASCAP)
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- UK & Europe
Lyrics
You know Monday was manic
Tuesday was worse
I've gotta say Wednesday for the sake of this verse
And Thursday
Was actually pretty OK
For once
Don't even talk about Friday night
You know i didn't get laid
And i didn't fight with my girlfriend
'Cause I don't have one
Anymore
And now you won't have me to push around
Won't have me to kick around
I won't be here for the run around
No, oh, no-o-o-o
Chorus:
I'm sleeping in
I'm taking the day off
I'm tired of running round
Like a chicken with it's head on the chopping block
I just wanna fly away
To where everyday's a Saturday
For me
From now on
Monday I slept till 4pm
On Tuesday I took up the violin
And Wednesday
Yes Christina Ricci's hot
Thurday I quit the violin
And Friday here we go again
It's the weekend
Come on everyone join in
And now you won't have us to push around
Won't have us to kick around
We won't be here for the run around
No, oh, no-o-o-o
Chorus
From now on
I'm not gonna wear your uniform
Gonna live off of movie popcorn
[can't work the line out sorry]
Brad Pitt was in true romance
And look how far he's gone
And now you won't have us to push around
Won't have us to kick around
We won't be here for the run around
No, oh, no-o-o-o
Chorus x2
For me
From now on
For me
From now on
Clearance
Master owned by: A&G Records/Jive Records/Sony BMG (Europe and UK) / Jive Records/Sony BMG (ROW)
Published by: Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Matzoh Ball Inc. / EMI Music (ASCAP)
Performed by: Bowling For Soup
Written by: Reddick / Allan
- Label/Owner
- A&G Records/Jive Records/Sony BMG (Europe and UK) / Jive Records/Sony BMG (ROW)
- Publisher
- Zomba Enterprises Inc. / Drop your Pants Publishing / (adm. by Zomba Enterprises Inc.) / Matzoh Ball Inc. / EMI Music (ASCAP)
- Exclusive Territory
- UK & Europe
Lyrics
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
She's a knock-out and she likes my favourite movies
David Letterman and Chinese Delivery
She loves Miller Light and watching Tyson fighting
Hanging with my friends and football on a monday night
But little did I know
Chorus:
She's morphing like a power ranger
Really sweet but just don't ask her
What her favourite colour is if she knows you like brown
She says her favourite band is Zeppelin
Never heard “Stairway To Heaven”
Whatever she likes that day depends on who's around
Even I've got standards, but I just don't understand her
My soon to be history, never want to disagree girlfriend
With absolutely no opinion
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Seven weeks ago we caught you two in the city
She saw my t-shirt she said Vertigo's her favourite song
I stood and watched her shaking
She tried to start a mosh-pit
She sang along all night - got every single lyric wrong
So sorry Bono
Chorus
Even I've got standards, but I just don't understand her
And that's why she's my
My soon to be history, never want to disagree girlfriend
With absolutely no opinion
I took her to Baskin Robbins for Cookies and cream and mint chocolate chip
She tore through a double scoop and then she said she was lactose intolerant
I like yo-yo's, so she likes yo-yo's
Why can't she just be herself and not do everything in life to please everyone else
[to please everyone else]
Chorus
Even I've got standards, but I just don't understand her
And that's why she's my
My soon to be history, never want to disagree girlfriend
With absolutely no opinion
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
