He crushes a nest egg inside his bare hand
And then looks around quickly to see
If he's noticed
Then quietly walks home to watch some football on TV

Yes, I hate him
And he hates himself
And he has three friends
Who are totally completely scared shitless of him

She torches the bee's nest
And waves the fire under their wings as they're trying to flee
So they burn up
And fall to the ground where she tramples them laughing with glee

Yes, I hate her
And she hates herself
And she has no friends
'Cause everyone's completely scared shitless of her

They met in a park with their magnifying glasses
They burn their initials
On three stray dogs with hearts in the middle
In ten months they've gotten married

Yes, she loved him
And he loved her
And that's all that mattered
Unless you're a small helpless animal or something

They moved to a house
In suburbia where she sold cosmetics door-to-door
He joined the service
And they were upstanding members of their community

Yes, she loved him
And he loved her
And that's all that mattered
Unless you're a small helpless animal or something



Lyrics submitted by BobbyMcR

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