Your brand new car don't do it for me It don't turn me on I'm not impressed by your daddys gold card Or how fast you run I just can't stand the smell of your low price aftershave
Don't you think you're overdoing it a bit When I can smell it a mile away
Hey man, right on You make me so hot Not! Hey man, you got it You're really turning me on Your dead wrong! Hey man, not over my Not over my dead body, baby Hey man, not over my Not over my dead body, baby
Your pick up lines isn't working on me I'm not in the mood I'm not amused by the story of your life Or your attitude You white trash brat with back slicked hair Is not my cup of tea
You must be feeling really good about yourself But you will never feel your way with me