Got a lotta heart-ache He's a fuckin' weasel His issues make my
mind-ache Wanna make a deal 'Cause I love your little motions
You do with your pigtails What a nice creation
Worth another night in jail
(**) He's a player, diarrhea giver, tried to grow his hair out
'Cause friends were listening to Slayer I would like to find him Friday night Hanging out with mom and trying on his father's tights
Life just sucks, I lost the one I'm giving up, she found someone
There's plenty more Girls are such a drag
So all you little ladies Be sure to choose the right guys
You'll come back to me maybe I'll shower you with lies
Got a lotta heart-ache He's a fuckin' weasel His issues make my
mind-ache Wanna make a deal Ease away the problems and the pain
The girl chose the guy who makes you wanna kick and scream
All along, you wish that she would stay Fuck the guy who took her
and ran away
(**)
In this song, a guy had his heart broken by a girl who liked someone else (Gary, who is only mentioned in the title). He's very upset, and taking out his anger on Gary, who he thinks is a complete loser. He just can't believe she chose this guy over him. (songfacts)
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