Weird Al Yankovic

Weird Al Yankovic - I'm So Sick Of You lyrics

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Why you always wastin' my time?
 Hey baby, trust me, you just disgust me
 Your hair's a mess and your make-up's crusty
 I don't know too many females
 Who make a habit of biting their toenails
 Wo, every time you call, you drive me up the wall
 Honey, just the sight of you makes my flesh crawl
 I'm sure we'd be happy together
 If only one little thing weren't true
 Oh baby, I yi yi yi yi
 I'm so sick of you
 You drink the milk right from the carton
 What are you, in kindergarten?
 You're belchin' everywhere, foulin' up the air
 Then you use my razor to shave your back hair
 You don't have an ounce of class
 You're just one big pain in the neck
 How much more can I take now
 Give me a break now
 You even snore when you're wide awake now
 You tell all your friends we're the perfect couple
 Well, maybe you should get a clue
 'Cause baby, I yi yi yi yi
 I'm so sick of you
 Baby, you're so nauseatin'
 I yi yi yi yi
 I'm so sick of you

 And when you softly call my name
 It's like I'm listenin' to a squeaky chalk sound
 And when you look at me that special way
 It's hard for me to keep my lunch down
 And when you ask me what I'm thinkin', honey, usually I'm thinkin'
 How I'd really like to tie your head completely up in duct tape
 So I wouldn't have to listen to you asking me those stupid questions
 Over and over again

 Well, that disgusting noise you make when you laugh
 Gives me a throbbing migraine
 (Can't stand you, I just can't stand you)
 Until you came along, I never dated anyone this low on the food chain
 (Can't stand you, I just can't stand you)
 You've got inhuman body odor
 You've got the hair of a boxing promoter
 Yeah, your teeth are all yellow, your butt's made of Jell-O
 You wake up in a puddle, droolin' on your pillow
 I hate the way you crack your knuckles
 I hate your whiny loser girlfriends too
 But mostly I yi yi yi yi
 I'm so sick of you
 Really now, you're aggravatin'
 I yi yi yi yi
 I'm so sick of you
 Not to mention irratatin'
 I yi yi yi yi
 I'm so sick of you
 Well, now won't you give my best regards to Satan
 I yi yi yi yi
 I'm so sick of you

 I'm so sick of you
 I'm so sick of you
 I'm so sick of you
 You make me sick
 I'm so sick of you, now
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Author: "Weird Al" Yankovic

Composer: "Weird Al" Yankovic

Publisher: Volcano Entertainment III, L.L.C., Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation, RCA Records, Caf Muzeck LLC

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Released in: 2017

Language: English

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