So you wanted To take a break Slow it down some And have some space Well fuck you too
Give me my money back Give me my money back Give me my money back You bitch I want my money back I want my money back And don't forget To give me back my black T-shirt
I wish I hadn't bought you dinner right before you dumped me on your front porch
Oh, give me my money back Give me my money back Give me my money back You bitch I want my money back I want my money back And don't forget To give me back my black T-shirt
(Ben: There were some words that were left out of the original that Darren Jessee wrote and I couldn't sing them. I just couldn't make myself sing them...until TONIGHT. A new world.)
You fucking whore You fucking whore You fucking whore
So you wanted To take a break Slow it down some And have some space Well fuck you too
Give me my money back Give me my money back Give me my money back You bitch I want my money back I want my money back And don't forget Yeah, don't forget
You short, mean, bossy, overbearing, Always answer the phone Before I can get to it, whiny, you're an otherwise sweet (???) be-atch