Stephen Lynch
Stephen Lynch - She Gotta Smile lyrics
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She gotta smile, Yeah, She gotta smile and she's flashin' it right at me She gotta wink, a wink across the bar and I know that it's meant to be. She gotta walk, Tyke, she walkin' over and I know this could be my day. She got a ... friend, Eeeew she gotta friend; Why's she standin' in her way?!? It's her big fat friend! Oh god there's always one Big fat friend To spoil my fucking fun! Now baby baby baby if it's boots you wanna knock, Leave your chubby friend at home because she's gonna block the cock. Now I'm afraid of no man, With any I'll contend, But I cannot compete with your Big Fat Friend. So Big fat friend, Ah, we meet again! You won't leave her alone, You rolls her eyes; makes sarcastic comments while you're suckin' on that chicken bone. Well, you may think you've won the battle but I tend to dis-agree. See I know you, and your Achelies Heel, And he's standing next to me. My non-discriminating friend (So what that you're a cow!) Non-discriminating friend! (I'll fuck you anyhow!) Now I know that he's no looker and he's had a couple rounds, But with every shot of Jager hey you loose a couple pounds! Now baby baby baby bring the evening to an end, Just you and me and my pal, and your big fat friend.