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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....
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....