Listen to this story, your chick has called me
She said she's found out that you cheat on her with me
But if you live with me, tell me who am I?
You know, the one who makes you delicious dinner every day
But stop and tell me, what are you trying to compensate for?
Why do you keep multiple women if you want a nice family?
You thought that with your sports car, you'll get a better gal
But I'll tell you the truth, not even that makes you cool
Now I'm totally committed to spill the beans about you
Maybe that'll be a weight off my shoulders too
I think it's pathetic that you cheat
But I won't let you do it baby, because I wasn't raised that way
Who is this guy, man? What's with him having a cabriolet? He thinks he's DiCaprio from Titanic
Romantic hero, from now on, I'll cook zero
You're a big child, it was no use, hoping you'll grow up
Surely that girl was too pretty, if that's what's important for you
That's your problem, because then this hit song is about you
It still hurts sometimes
But today I'll give up on the whole thing and my anger will leave with you
You wanted a kid, but you should wear the Pampers1
One can't even drink with you, you fall over right away
In those moments you sang to me like a phony Don Juan
Your voice was like the sound of a retired orangutan
And he was working out although he couldn't lift a bucket
When he tried to, you should have seen the pain on his face
You stole all your lines from movies
And you mocked the women around you with nothing but these
But my Dear, it's really time to grow up, how come half your clothes are women's stuff?
I think I'll open up a bottle of champagne
Maybe it'll help me and erases the memories
Oh!
And I didn't even mention so far that the roll2
Is tiny stuff, now I'm gonna let another chick eat it up
Okay, I admit I'm not a simple case either
This little song has been simmering in me for a long time
Surely that girl was too pretty, if that's what's important for you
That's your problem, because then this hit song is about you
It still hurts sometimes
But today I'll give up on the whole thing and my anger will leave with you
I've tried to believe in you, I thought that you're different
At the beginning you've managed to fool me, but I've realized that you're just talk
You screwed me over thoroughly, I don't even know where my head is at
But just like you did, now I'll turn my back without a word
Surely that girl was too pretty, if that's what's important for you
That's your problem, because then this hit song is about you
It still hurts sometimes
But today I'll give up on the whole thing and my anger will leave with you
1. A diaper brand.2. A bread roll, here, it's a euphemism for penis.