You've got style, You've got class

You've got a boyfriend that wants to kick my ass

I made him angry, I made him annoyed

When I sent him dirty pictures from my polaroid

Sorry about the tracks in your yard

For taking out the tree and for hitting your barn

I didn't see it coming, it was moving to fast

Here's a hundred dollars for the bodycast

We could get married in Las Vegas

I know that my mom will take us

Put it all on black and let it ride

I saw you at the club downtown

We danced together till you turned around

and saw me in my gibralter pose

Then you kicked me in the nuts and ya broke my nose

We could get married in Las Vegas

I know that my mom will take us

Put it all on black and let it ride

Cuz it's so hard being me

Victim of your no loser policy

And I know that one day you will see

That your so damn lucky to be with a guy like me

What can I say, feeling lonely

So do you think we could hang around, you get to know me

Tell me things you'd like to show me, Tie me up like I'm a pony,

Ride me to the moon, you can spank me till i'm black and blue

and bleeding too and begging you to stop!

We could get married in Las Vegas

I know that my mom will take us

Put it all on black and let it ride

Cuz it's so hard being me

Victim of your no loser policy

And I know that one day you will see

That your so damn lucky to be

So Damn Lucky to be with a guy like me