To be completely out of money    But with shaggy, healthy legs   It could (....) anybody to name (....) their kid Kim   I swear I'll never name my kid Kim       We made out at a party    Yeah, I was drunk and smoking cloves    I really just needed a ride back to town    No, I dont smoke cloves anymore       And so she explains her theory   Her feet propped on new pillows   And her roommate behind her playin' bongos    Kim, you bore me to death... you bore me to death      .... you bore me to death    Kim, you bore me to death   Kim, you bore me to death   Kim, you bore me to death    Kim, you bore me to death   Kim, you bore me to death   Kim, you bore me to death   Kim, you bore me to death, you bore me to death...