SPOKEN
My boyfriend's back and you're gonna be in trouble
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
When you see him comin', better cut out on the double
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
You been spreading lies that I was untrue
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
So look out now 'cause he's comin' after you
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
Hey, he knows what you been tryin'
And he knows that you been lyin'
He's been gone for such a long time
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
Now he's back and things'll be fine
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
You're gonna be sorry you were ever born
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
'cause he's kinda big and he's awful strong
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
Hey, he knows I wasn't cheatin'
Now you're gonna get a beatin'
What made you think he'd believe all your lies?
(Aah-ooh, aah-ooh)
You're a big man now but he'll cut you down to size
(Aah-ooh)
Wait and see!
My boyfriend's back, he's gonna save my reputation
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
If I were you, I'd take a permanent vacation
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
Hey, I can see him comin'
Now you better start a'runnin'
(Aah-ooh, aah-ooh)
(Aah-ooh)
Wait and see!
My boyfriend's back, he's gonna save my reputation
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
Yeah, my boyfriend's back
Well look out now, my boyfriend's back
Well, I can see him comin' so you better get a'runnin' a'right now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
FADE
My boyfriend's backTransfixed to the TeeVee station,
Burning through my brain,
Mutant news flashes from the neon grain,
I'm a reptile,
You're "Doug Quaid."
Go on, I say, I'll make your day,
I'll give you what you want,
But the price you pay is the pleasure,
The pleasure is mine
I say, "Handed me your head on a plate,
How did you turn out to be so lightweight?"
I can't hurt you more than you've hurt yourself,
I can't touch you but you've already felt
So high now you're going so low.
go on, I say, I'll make your day,
I'll give you what you want,
But the price you pay is the pleasure,
The pleasure is mine
I say, "Looked into your blackened soul,
Your emptiness complete and whole,
Handed me your head on a plate,
How did you turn out to be so lightweight?"
Bad trip? Toough shit!
Bad trip? Tough shit!
Bad trip? Tough shit!
That's what you get when you think with your dick!
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