The End

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 I know what she wants A guy who drives a new Rolls every week And I don't have a car So I can't even drive that girl to leave Once a month, we clock in Like a nine-to-five job When we do, we both keep Our T-shirts on She like to party, I like playin' Atari (oh, yeah!) She's out with her friends, and I've already gone to bed She thinks that I'm boring, I think she's way too horny (oh, yeah!) Story's getting long to me My favorite part is gonna be the end Her butt is super fat (hoo) It's bigger than my insecurities And this will never last I hate the way I look and so does she Once a month, we clock in Like a nine-to-five job When we do, we both keep Our T-shirts on She likes to party, I like playin' Atari (oh, yeah!) She's out with her friends, and I've already gone to bed She thinks that I'm boring, I think she's way too horny (oh, yeah!) Story's getting long to me My favorite part is gonna be the end 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 She likes to party, I like playin' Atari (oh, yeah!) She's out with her friends, and I've already gone to bed She thinks that I'm boring, she's extremely horny (oh, yeah!) Story's getting long to me My favorite part is gonna be the end La-la-la-la, la-la, la, la-la-la-la-la-la Story's getting long to me My favorite part is gonna be the end