(Kirschner)   by Princess Superstar O95 ps I love you, BMI      Woke up one morning I was really depressed   That kinda day when gettin dressed   Is like the hardest fuckin thing that you could ever imagine   Suckin hard yeah I was cold tragin      So I tried to make myself feel better   Called up my friend Kim and then I met her   'cause she always makes me feel just a little bit stronger   And I needed advice, wonder if I was wrong for   Splittin with my baby it was almost two years   Which is a lot you know in dog years!      But anyway, I wrote enough songs about him in our day   So I'm gonna stop now and put it away in the back of my brain   And tell you bout the other shit I have to complain about that day   Picked up the guitar tried to play   Couldn't get past the chord A   And E and C and fuck it was boring   All of a sudden there's a knock at the door and it was my old neighbor   Who wakes me up every mornin 7:30 am   Ridin her exercycle blastin Lite FM   But she tells me I gotta keep it down   I give up, I'm so down      I hate where I be livin on Clinton Street   The other day I saw a dead guy lyin under a sheet   And these 14 year old pushers tryin to sell me dope   And the fuckin salsa music I can't even cope      I used to really love livin on the Lower East Side   But when I walk down the street, "Yo Pussy need a ride?"   Is what I hear from every mac muthafucker givin hassles   Yo Punk I ain't a stripper, you see some tassles?      Crawlin all over the apartment are cockroaches and moths   And my ex-boyfriend says I act like David Lee Roth   All these record labels calling but they don't produce the cash   Yo boy shave that goatee and uh then call me back   I'm working 2 different jobs and I'm always fuckin broke   Eatin tofu everyday and uh maybe a coke   Feelin down feelin bad feelin slow like a turtle   C'mon get me off the mike because I'm frontin like Urkel!