It ain't his fault that she went A.W.O.L   'Cause he tried everything from A to Z   Now it's J&B, M&M's and KFC   Tryin' hard to make himself believe      It ain't no B.F.D he's got his C.M.T   No S E X but that's okay   At least he ain't no S.O.B like that Ph.D   That took his EX and ran off to L.A.      She liked C.N.N made fun of his T.N.N   Always called it E I E I O   Now their love is RIP but at least he's F R E E   And he ain't cryin' on his P I L L O      It ain't no B.F.D, he's got his C.M.T   No S.E.X but that's okay   At least he ain't no S.O.B like that P.h.D   That took his EX and ran off to L.A.      One night he ordered pizza   For some R&R with the N.F.L   When a delivery girl named Lisa   Stole his heart when she rang his bell      Now they're in L U V and it's X T C   No S E X yet but that's A okay   Feels just like a VIP with all of her T.L.C   And A.S.A.P, she'll be his fiancée   And that's a B.F.D in a real good way