Hi   Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club   Have you met Allison, Emily, Christine, Daniella   You said you give me a heart attack   I got no style    I’m strictly words   Me got no style       Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club   Help yourself to the salad bar   I’m in a corner how am I gonna do it   Don’t know what else I can do      Rub a dub Rub a dub dub   Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club      Have you met Deirdre, Dorothy, Esmorada   I said you give me a heart attack      You wonder why I act like a fool   Because you treat me like one      You’re not home   Oh I see how it is      Oh each one to one   Why don’t you say it to my face      My face turns pale when I get your emails   You know where I live!   You know where I live!      Oh it’s me with my tail between my legs?   Sorry!   So you give me a heart attack   Me got no style    I’m strictly words   Oh then stop wanking   Hi, Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club      How many ways could I express my love for you?   I should’ve given her a good slap!   Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club      Running around town with my head held down   No feelings in my hands   You’re a bit too young to understand   Don’t be fooled by looks!   I’m still Danny from the blocks      What time is it?   Now I can’t love   We can still remember can’t we   I got an email today from puff daddy      He likes how I sing      Maybe I should get a tattoo and some bling bling!      So you give me a heart attack   Rub a dub Rub a dub dub   Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club   Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club      All aboard   Have a nice day, I’m gradually turning gay      Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club…