Apr 02, 2006 17:40
Hello Joe. Set me up some Jack.
It's good to see you again.
Cause boy I have got a story to tell.
Where do I begin?
She told me she needed some space,
To make room for another guy.
And when I saw them together,
Something caught my eye.
His eyes were a little cross
His hair was blue and red
He was about as big as a table
I guess he rolls out of bed
But I'm sure he can make her smile
Like nobody else in town
Cause if he came from heaven
He hit some branches on the way down
Am I sounding like I'm jealous
I don't mean to sound cruel
But I have looked at the situation
And learned a general rule
If your gonna be unfaithful
Don't pick just anyone
Please pick a guy with two front teeth
Not a guy who's missing one
He had a sweaty Ozborn shirt on
He smelled of Abercrombie and Fitch
I overheard him talk and laugh, man,
He sounded just like a chick
She says I'm gonna miss her
But I really don't see how
Cause if he came from heaven
He hit some branches on the way down