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Mrs. Brown, you've got an ugly daughter |
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I don't wanna hear her stupid name |
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Mrs. Brown, you've got an ugly daughter |
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The verdict's in |
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I declare |
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I'm insane |
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I'm done professing undying love forever more |
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And holding hands inside a store 2-4 |
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And overnighting chocolate kisses to her in the mail |
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I don't wanna be her boyfriend anymore |
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I used to think she was so groovy |
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Trading kisses at the movies |
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Now I don't wanna walk around with her no more ' |
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Cause she opened up and then she shut the door |
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Don't wanna walk around with her |
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Mrs. Brown you've got an ugly daughter |
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The type I should know enough to avoid |
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Mrs. Brown you've got an ugly daughter |
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Excuse me but my bowels have to void |
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I'd love to sit and chat and tell you all the things we've done |
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How we used to laugh and we had so much fun |
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Unfortunately things are on a slightly different tack |
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From what they were and now she thinks |
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I'm dumb We used to sit around for hours |
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Pulling petals off the flowers |
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Now I don't wanna walk around with her no more ' |
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Cause she's opened up and then she shut the door |
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Don't wanna walk around with her [Keyboard solo - Gretchen Smear]</i>! [Repeat 1st verse] |