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Right now I want to count all the things that make you up
One part crazy jealousy and two parts puppy love
Add a dash of outta-left field rages and you’ll see
Frankly girl, that’s why I’ve got to leave
Hey kid, now I’ll admit, you’ve got a certain charm
Big brain, a pretty face and such je ne sais quoi
But as you well know, baby, I don’t parlez your Francais
Frankly girl, that’s why I just can’t stay
In the kitchen washing dishes innocently with my back to you
It’s just an act to you
I didn’t do a thing but you’re convinced I did and it’s a fact to you
That’s it, I’m done, I quit: I gave it my best try
Heart and soul, you’re quadripolar and I’m just one guy
Now in a way there’s no one that I love more in this world
But I’ve still got to leave you Frankengirl [x3]
- Album:
- Baby Fat Act 1
- Miscellaneous
- Carnival of Schadenfreude (EP)
- Bark Like A Dog
- How To Make Enemies And Irritate People
- Anthem For A New Tomorrow
- Screeching Weasel/Born Against split
- Wiggle
- My Brain Hurts
- Boogada Boogada Boogada
- First World Manifesto
- Television City Dream
- Thank You Very Little
- Happy, Horny, Gay and Sassy
- Beat Is on the Brat
- Screeching Weasel
- Major Label Debut
- Kill the Musicians
- Emo
- Teen Punks in Heat