I seen my old lady's boyfriend

He don't look nothing like me

'cept for a bit of confusion

Same kind she laid on me



You don't know what you're getting into

She's gonna tear you apart

You're going places I've been to

Take a look at my heart

Take a look at my heart



You're pro'bly sending her flowers

And talking to her on the phone

You're gonna get it together

And find yourself all alone



Do you think you can be her lover

And not become her fool

Do you think that you are the exception to the rule



You're gonna hate all her girlfriends

And everything that they say

You ask me how do I know this

They come around every day.