You've got style, you've got class

You've got a boyfriend that wants to kick my $$#


I made him angry, I made him annoyed


When I sent you dirty pictures from my Polaroid




Sorry about the tracks in your yard


For taking out the tree and for hitting your dog

I didn't see him coming, he was moving too fast


Here's a hundred dollars for the body cast




We could get married in Las Vegas


I know that my mom will take us


Put it all on black and let it ride




I saw you at the club downtown


We danced together till you turned around

And saw me in my Travolta pose


Then you kicked me in the nuts and ya broke my nose




We could get married in Las Vegas


I know that my mom will take us


Put it all on black and let it ride




'Cuz it's so hard being me


Victim of your no-loser policy

And I know that one day, you will see


That you're so damn lucky to be with a guy like me




What can I say, feeling lonely


So do you think we could hang around? You get to know me


Tell me things you'd like to show me, tie me up like I'm a pony

Ride me to the moon, you can spank me till I'm black and blue


And bleeding too and begging you to stop




We could get married in Las Vegas


I know that my mom will take us


Put it all on black and let it ride




'Cuz it's so hard being me

Victim of your no-loser policy


And I know that one day you will see

That you're so damn lucky to be

So damn lucky to be with a guy like me