Bowling for Soup - 《Cell Mates》專輯歌詞與曲目

[Verse 1]

I know you don't come from here

Believe me I'm very aware, and I'm sorry

But you were a sad little girl

Who got caught up in this world and I'm sorry

So sorry, you feel so sorry all the time

 

[Pre-Chorus]

You think you're everything

Some brokenhearted martyr queen

The reason for the setting sun

Believe me you're the only one

Only one...

 

[Chorus]

Only one who knows

So off the little queeny goes

To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds

And her elevated nose

My numbers in her pocket

Told her, "Call me up some time"

Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah

Since queeny's lost her mind

Only one who knows

So off the little queeny goes

To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds

And her elevated nose

My numbers in her pocket

Told her, "Call me up some time"

Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah

Since queeny's lost her mind

 

 

[Verse 2]

I tried to write a song

And rule out all the wrongs, I'm sorry

Hey girl, lets go on a date

See a movie or roller skate, I'm sorry

So sorry, yeah

Better luck next time

 

[Pre-Chorus]

You think you're everything

Some brokenhearted disco queen

The reason for the setting sun

Believe me you're the only one

Only one...

 

[Chorus]

Only one who knows

So off the little queeny goes

To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds

And her elevated nose

My numbers in her pocket

Told her, "Call me up some time"

Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah

Since queeny's lost her mind

Only one who knows

So off the little queeny goes

To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds

And her elevated nose

My numbers in her pocket

Told her, "Call me up some time"

Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah

Since queeny's lost her mind

 

 

[Instrumental]

 

[Chorus]

Only one who knows

So off the little queeny goes

To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds

And her elevated nose

My numbers in her pocket

Told her, "Call me up some time"

Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah

Since queeny's lost her mind

Only one who knows

So off the little queeny goes

To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds

And her elevated nose

My numbers in her pocket

Told her, "Call me up some time"

Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah

Since queeny's lost her mind

3 ContributorsAssman LyricsI tried to break into your house on Friday night

I got attacked by your big dog

I tried to play my guitar at your window side

Your mother said it was her room

 

I didn't know it!

 

I left my phone off of the hook one Friday night

You got pissed off and called my friend

I tried all week to figure why we had a fight

What did I say that wasn't right

 

I didn't know it!

 

Why don't you be my one and only friend

Why don't you be my sidekick

You be Robin and I'll try to be Batman

You be Paul to my Letterman

(you're Yoko Ono I'm John Lennon)

(you be Marie I'm Donnie Osmond)

(you're Emmitt Smith and I'm Troy Aikman)

 

I waited for you once to pick me up from work

You never showed and I was stuck

I left a message with your dad that I came by

He said you had another guy

 

 

I didn't know it!