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She likes to read I like T.V She's checking out my good friend Steve She likes a beer I like a shot Her parent's think I'm selling pot She likes the boy's in the band She rollerblades and I swim When I take pictures in public she complains The pictures of my life washed down the 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 cum in my pants! She likes the boy's in the band I dig the surf, she likes the sand When I come home late she's got that look I'm not takin' about that Jordache look For you I'd do it Just for you I'd do it I would wash my car Get a job, Odor Eaters Promises, just for you I'd do it 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 friend's Think I'm a shmuck, a shmuck, a shmuck She did the boy's in the band I guess I'll be a single man I used to watch her sleep and she'd complain The pictures of my life washed down the drain I'll wash my car Get a job, Odor Eaters for you Promise, to recycle all my beer cans like I promised I would do I will cancel my subscription To Jugs and Beaver Hunt Just for you I'd do it I'll wash my car Get a job, Odor Eaters for you Promises, to recycle all my beer cans like I promised I would do I will cancel my subscription To Jugs and Beaver Hunt Just for you I'd do it For you, for you For you, for you For you, for you For you, for you
Writer(s): Eric Davis, Scott Sheldon, Joseph Nunn, Mark Adkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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