Well, I fed your dog while you were on vacation
Covered all your shifts for the operation
You still wouldn't show me your brand new silicon boobs
But when you got back To get you off a mind like I knew that I ought to
So I took a walk around my neighborhood
But when I saw a big black van run down a bird I had to think about you
No, I'm not a quarterback
American boy
I'm not a fireman
Cause I'm a healthy hundred and fifty nine pound
You tell a story like a broken record and
But still I could have any girl in Japan Still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you like anyway
You tell a story like a broken record and
You tell a story like a broken record but So you took another guy on that Caribbean cruise
While I stayed home and cried in my bottle of pills
But when you got back
You didn't even have yourself a tan cause you stayed in your room And I mowed your lawn while you wasn't around
So I fed your dog while you were outta town
But when you got back
You had the nerve to ask if I'd gone through some of you clothes (Yeah, right!)
I'm not a fireman
No, I'm not a quarterback
But still I could have any girl in Japan
American boy Cause I'm a healthy hundred and fifty nine pound
You tell a story like a broken record and
You tell a story like a broken record but
I tell a story like a broken record but
Still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you like anyway.
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