September '75 I was 47

inches high

my mom said by Christmas I would have

A badass mother G.I. Joe

for your little minds to blow

I still got beat up after class



CHORUS

Now I'm big and important

one angry dwarf

and two hundred solemn faces

are you

If you really want to see me

check the papers and the T.V.

Look who's telling who what to do

Kiss my ass goodbye



Don't give me that bullshit

you know who I am

I'm your nightmare little man

Vic you stole my lunch money

made me cry.

Jane remember second grade

Said you couldn't stand my face

Rather than kiss me you said 

you'd rather die



CHORUS



You'll be sorry one day

Yes you will, yes you will

you shouldn't push me around

cause I will, yes I will

you will be sorry when I'm big

yes you will, yes you will

you will be sorry



CHORUS



kiss my ass kiss my ass goodbye 

kiss my ass kiss my ass goodbye 

(??? something about payback ???)

kiss my ass kiss my ass goodbye now

kiss my ass kiss my ass goodbye now

(you should be paying me, Vic!)

September 75, I was 47 inches high. . .

September 75, September 75. . .