Guys, no poker, there's no time for that kind of stuff
we're going to watch a movie just the two of us
you can rent some crap movie like Legally blond
it's up to you I don't give a shit about that kind of stuff
Of course I'll put the toilet seat down
I agree, I'm also a feminist
I won't forget that kind of stuff
your birthday is on the 18th of course I knew
Whipped to the point where my body hurts
my buddies tell me but I don't notice anything
You're beautiful even when you're wearing a nightgown and hair curlers
flick me with the leash
yes I sleep better with you
of course I'll take on for the team and lay on the wet spot
look at you when you sleep at night
oh, isn't it, isn't it, isn't it beautiful
Care for you
and suddenly I like the lyrics of ballads from the 80s
the date we met we celebrate the day
oh isn't it beautiful
chorus
the rose in my vase and the wine on my tongue
the rice on my back* and the soot in my lung
as anyone it's you and no one else
I was so happy, and now I'm pissed
Don't you get shocked when
dimples magically turn into smallpox
what do you mean talk about how we feel
what do you mean just be friends just let us be enemies
because you're no friend
Wish you everything from ingrown nails to migraines
you and I are goon with the wind
happy times together, I spit on the memories
want bad things to happen to you, is that so fucking strange?
I'd even fool around with your ugly friend
Yes, I said it
let us get things straight
that's my cd, stop lying
and give back the toaster you got for Christmas
your true self that I didn't see that
Nowadays it's hard when I think of you
yes I get goosebumps in my neck
oh, isn't it, isn't it, isn't it beautiful
but everything has an end
and now after the fact I say; wasn't it lucky
what we had was something we got rid off
that date I celebrate the day and isn't it beautiful