Lyrics:

Well, I fed your dog while you were on vacation

Covered all your shifts for you operation

But when you got back

You still wouldn't show me your brand new silicone boobs



So I took a walk around my neighborhood

To get you off of my mind like I knew that I ought to

But when I saw a big black van

Run down a bird I had to think about you



But no I'm not a quarterback

I'm not a fireman

Still I can have any girl in Japan

Cause I'm a healthy, hundred and fifty nine pound American boy...

Yeah you tell a story like a broken record and

You tell a story like a broken record and

I tell a story like a broken record but

Still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you, like anyway



So you took another guy on that Caribbean cruise

While I stayed home and cried into my bottle of pills but

When you got back

You didn't even have yourself a tan cause you stayed in your room



So I fed your dog while you were out of town and

I mowed your lawn when he wasn't around but

When you got back

You had the nerve to ask me if I had gone through some your clothes



No I'm not a quarterback

I'm not a fireman

Still I can have any girl in Japan

Cause I'm a healthy, hundred and fifty nine pound American boy...

Yeah you tell a story like a broken record and

You tell a story like a broken record and

I tell a story like a broken record but

Still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you, like anyway



No I'm not a quarterback

I'm not a fireman

Still I can have any girl in Japan

Cause I'm a healthy, hundred and fifty nine pound American boy...

Yeah you tell a story like a broken record and

I tell a story like a broken record and

We tell a story like a broken record but

Still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you like

You tell a story like a broken record and

I tell a story like a broken record and

I like stories like a broken record but

Still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you, like anyway