Shut Up, Ya Prick

July 4, 2001

He wanna mess wit Jess, Play guitar wit Jess
He wanna make her his in the middle of the night
He wanna drop her puzzle with one a his friends
He wanna creep past Rach, get Jess again
He wanna hang wit Jess, Chase Bigley away
He wanna fight wit Josh, Rachel blows his day
He wanna pretend to hear, but not care at all

If he finds one more of his friends liking Jess
He want a food from the Rolling Rock, Make fun of the waitress
Access to her passion
Keys to her blood pump
He wanna talk online, ask How's your day?
That's when Ian's gotta tell her the truth
He said he doesn't care, just a few night stands
When Rachel isn't there, he wants Jess to care
But Jay knows Jess is not dumb
She hates everything Jay says, Jay does!

Heartbreaker, you screwed her royally
And she will never come back incessantly
Oh why did you have to run your game on her?
She should have known right from the start
You'd be an ASSHOLE!

Don't gimme your love, gimme your love, gimme your love...