I, I'm tired of your bitchin'
And I-E-I-E-I, I'm sick of your whinging.
You've bitten more than you can chew
And you should know I'm the devils food.
Please try to forget me!
Cause I-E-I-E-I, I'm happy as can be
You complain more than I can stand
So grow some BALLS and be a man!
I'm not a whore, I just got over you
Now I'm hoping that you will too
Ain't it a shame
You've only got yourself to blame.
So if you want a fight
Tell another lie
I'll never forfeit my pride
Now, everything is splendid
I wake up feeling fresh
My life has amended
So understand - I'm not coming back.
I'm gonna find someone with the things you lack.