[Intro]
Yeah, just got home, man
Just thinkin' about this girl, and her fuckin' boyfriend, heh, uh
[Chorus]
He play sports, I don't
He got abs and more, I don't
He got girls galore, I don't
And she love him, well repeat after me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him
Repeat after me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him, fuck him
[Verse 1]
Man, I don't know how I feel about this girl
I've just been feelin' somethin' different
Every time I seem to be around this girl
And every time I see her with him
I just wanna be here leanin' down to hurl, hm
I barely see him talk
I know he decide he tellin' her she needs a jock
I wanna be her reality check
Repeating knocks on her door, tell her she's beautiful
And she should leave it locked, until a nice guy comes along
Hey wait, I'm a nice guy, what the fuck is wrong?
We just talked like once, I told her joke by nonsense
She pretended to laugh
And really didn't mean it later when she got it
She looked back at me, she didn't think I happened to see
I fuckin' saw
But there was nothin' wrong
She went back on 'em like his football jersey tightly on
And I began to write this song
Yeah, just got home, man
Just thinkin' about this girl, and her fuckin' boyfriend, heh, uh
[Chorus]
He play sports, I don't
He got abs and more, I don't
He got girls galore, I don't
And she love him, well repeat after me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him
Repeat after me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him, fuck him
[Verse 1]
Man, I don't know how I feel about this girl
I've just been feelin' somethin' different
Every time I seem to be around this girl
And every time I see her with him
I just wanna be here leanin' down to hurl, hm
I barely see him talk
I know he decide he tellin' her she needs a jock
I wanna be her reality check
Repeating knocks on her door, tell her she's beautiful
And she should leave it locked, until a nice guy comes along
Hey wait, I'm a nice guy, what the fuck is wrong?
We just talked like once, I told her joke by nonsense
She pretended to laugh
And really didn't mean it later when she got it
She looked back at me, she didn't think I happened to see
I fuckin' saw
But there was nothin' wrong
She went back on 'em like his football jersey tightly on
And I began to write this song
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