Låttexter: Guttermouth. Covered With Ants. She's Got The Look.
She likes to read I like tv
She's checking out my good friend steve
She likes a beer I like a shot
Her parents think I'm selling pot
She likes the boys in the band
She goes and plays in the strand
When I take pictures in public she complains
The pictures of my life gone down the drain
I like to drive she likes to walk
She caught me jackin in my sock
I like a drink she likes a dance
I'm drunk again I cut my pants
She likes the boys in the band
I like the surf she likes the sand
When I come home late she's got the look
............
For you I'd do it, just for you I'd do it
I would wash my car, get a job
Odor eaters, promise just for you I'd do it
For you for you, for you for you
For you for you, for you for you
I guess our eyes will never meet
Mark please put down the toilet seat
She likes to kiss, I'd rather fuck
And all her friends think I'm a smuck
She did the boys in the band
I guess I'll be a single man
I used to want to sleep and she'd complain
The pictures of my life washed down the drain
I'll wash my car, get a job
Odor eaters, promise I'll recycle all my beer cans
Like I promised I would do
I will cancel my subscription to jugs and ....
Just for you I'd do it
I'll wash my car, get a job
Odor eaters, promise I'll recycle all my beer cans
Like I promised I would do
I will cancel my subscription to jugs and ....
Just for you I'd do it
For you for you, for you for you
For you for you, for you for you
She's checking out my good friend steve
She likes a beer I like a shot
Her parents think I'm selling pot
She likes the boys in the band
She goes and plays in the strand
When I take pictures in public she complains
The pictures of my life gone down the drain
I like to drive she likes to walk
She caught me jackin in my sock
I like a drink she likes a dance
I'm drunk again I cut my pants
She likes the boys in the band
I like the surf she likes the sand
When I come home late she's got the look
............
For you I'd do it, just for you I'd do it
I would wash my car, get a job
Odor eaters, promise just for you I'd do it
For you for you, for you for you
For you for you, for you for you
I guess our eyes will never meet
Mark please put down the toilet seat
She likes to kiss, I'd rather fuck
And all her friends think I'm a smuck
She did the boys in the band
I guess I'll be a single man
I used to want to sleep and she'd complain
The pictures of my life washed down the drain
I'll wash my car, get a job
Odor eaters, promise I'll recycle all my beer cans
Like I promised I would do
I will cancel my subscription to jugs and ....
Just for you I'd do it
I'll wash my car, get a job
Odor eaters, promise I'll recycle all my beer cans
Like I promised I would do
I will cancel my subscription to jugs and ....
Just for you I'd do it
For you for you, for you for you
For you for you, for you for you
Covered With Ants
Andra artister