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Weird Al Yankovic - I`m So Sick Of You

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You tell a joke and forget the punchline
Why you always wastin` my time?
Hey baby, trust me, you just disgust me
Your hair`s a mess and your make-up`s crusty
I don`t know too many females
Who make a habit of biting their toenails
Wo, every time you call, you drive me up the wall
Honey, just the sight of you makes my flesh crawl
I`m sure we`d be happy together
If only one little thing weren`t true
Oh baby, I yi yi yi yi
I`m so sick of you
You drink the milk right from the carton
What are you, in kindergarten?
You`re belchin` everywhere, foulin` up the air
Then you use my razor to shave your back hair
You don`t have an ounce of class
You`re just one big pain in the neck
How much more can I take now
Give me a break now
You even snore when you`re wide awake now
You tell all your friends we`re the perfect couple
Well, maybe you should get a clue
`Cause baby, I yi yi yi yi
I`m so sick of you
Baby, you`re so nauseatin`
I yi yi yi yi
I`m so sick of you

And when you softly call my name
It`s like I`m listenin` to a squeaky chalk sound
And when you look at me that special way
It`s hard for me to keep my lunch down
And when you ask me what I`m thinkin`, honey, usually I`m thinkin`
How I`d really like to tie your head completely up in duct tape
So I wouldn`t have to listen to you asking me those stupid questions
Over and over again

Well, that disgusting noise you make when you laugh
Gives me a throbbing migraine
(Can`t stand you, I just can`t stand you)
Until you came along, I never dated anyone this low on the food chain
(Can`t stand you, I just can`t stand you)
You`ve got inhuman body odor
You`ve got the hair of a boxing promoter
Yeah, your teeth are all yellow, your butt`s made of Jell-O
You wake up in a puddle, droolin` on your pillow
I hate the way you crack your knuckles
I hate your whiny loser girlfriends too
But mostly I yi yi yi yi
I`m so sick of you
Really now, you`re aggravatin`
I yi yi yi yi
I`m so sick of you
Not to mention irratatin`
I yi yi yi yi
I`m so sick of you
Well, now won`t you give my best regards to Satan
I yi yi yi yi
I`m so sick of you

I`m so sick of you
I`m so sick of you
I`m so sick of you
You make me sick
I`m so sick of you, now....

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