Congratulations, you're in love. The lonely nights are gone.

But now you're making us all sick, the way you're carrying on

Put your tongue in your mouth, keep your hands off her ass

It's a very sick public display- Have you no sense of shame?

Oh get a room, we'll all pitch in - If you'll go away.

String of spit connects your mouths, I'm trying hard not to look.

And all the endless baby talk, is going to make me puke

I don't care who's the bigger Schmoopy head

I'm hearing you talk and I wish I was dead



oh baby, oh honey, oh pumpkin, oh schnookums, oh baby.

Get a room, I'll pay for it- if you'll go away. Go Away.

Bring it down a notch or two, you're gathering a crowd

And I can tell from over here, you're visibly aroused.

Don't dry humpin' in restaurants,

it's unsanitary and rude now it's dinner and a show, but I just wanted food.

Well you're having your heated session, in the busiest intersection.

Knock it off, now the light is green.

Oh get a room- we'll all pitch in, if you'll go away.

Go away. Go away. Go Away. Or break up. Or fuck off. Knock it off.