You $#&@ing girls, I've got enough problems as it is.
I'm sick of all these flings ending up like %#@!.
How come all of a sudden I'm caught up in such a mess???

Just like Ursula, I need something off my chest:

I can't $#&@ing take this. I'm going insane

cuz dealing with the ladies ain't my favorite game.
To all of you liking me doesn't matter anymore,
and why do I always end up feeling like a !@^%?


I'm sick of feeling bad for something I didn't do


and to think that all my problems are because of you
is probably the most $#&@ed up thing in the entire world.
Now my life is hell cuz of a stupid girl,

and just because I'm 19 and at my sexual peak
doesn't mean that I wanna $#&@ you!


I can't $#&@ing take this. I'm going insane
cuz dealing with the ladies ain't my favorite game.
To all of you liking me doesn't matter anymore,

and why do I always end up feeling like your $#&@ing !@^%?