One time I met this girl,
I talked to her online one night,
I asked her if she was alright,
Didn´t say who I was,
Now i´m fucked over because,

You bastards,
Telling her who I am,
You bastards,
You could all go to Fucking Iran,
I can´t deal with her anymore,
She´s acting like a whore

Say it ain´t so,
She´s a real hoe,
She called me last night,
About a quarter to 8,
I said, "why you calling so late?"
She said, "I heard what you said"
"I hope you end up dead"
And all I wanted was some head!

You bastards,

Telling her who I am,
You bastards,
You could all go to Fucking Iran,
I can´t deal with this yet,
This girl´s making me wanna forget.

Even though she´s really hot,
Mentally stable is what she´s not,
She´s got something wrong in her head,
Telling me I should end up dead

You bastards,
Telling her who I am,
You bastards,
You could all go to Fucking Iran,
I can´t deal with this ever,
Leave me alone forever.

TOM: YOU BASTARDS
MARK: YOU MASTURBATORS
TRAVIS: WHAT THE FUCK?
TOM: HOW´D YOU GET A MIC TRAVIS?
TRAVIS: I´M A ROCK STAR NOW, I ROLL WITH THE TRANSPLANTS
MARK: WHO? FUCK THEM, TIME FOR A SONG
TRAVIS: RIGHT ON
TOM & MARK: SHUT UP BASTARD