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I remember going to Daddy's office in the big red building when I was three or four
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Where we been Till something better comes along Go away, come back One more time in the sack No no, never, but it's better than ever Sex with the ex, sex with the ex We closed the account but we're still writing checks My friends disapprove, and my lawyer objects Sex with the ex, sex with the ex Sex with the ex, sex with the ex Like a Woody Allen movie with special effects He'd be so impressed, he'd let us direct Sex with the ex, sex with the ex Sex with the ex, sex with the ex Copyright 1996 Steve Goodie ASCAP WHIPPED You're more woman than I deserve I'm so grateful that you came along Cause now I live to serve Since you taught me that I'm always wrong I love everything you do Love the moustache that you grew My genitalia belong to you See them roasting on the barbecue Do you think I'm whipped Cause I buy your tampons all year round Now I'm differently equipped And you got me peeing sitting down Hey I think I'll bleach my lip I read Woman's Day and I'm proud to say that I'm whipped I love the constant way you talk I'm thrilled with one fifth of the bed I kiss the ground on which you walk And I got new friends just like Redbook said No I don't think you're fat I'd take a bullet for your cat A thousand dollars for a hat No I don't see nothing wrong with that They say I'm whipped But my bachelor party was lots of fun Though nobody stripped Diet Coke was fine with everyone No I'm never gonna slip Oprah every day helps me stay this way, and I'm whipped You get ten, I get one That's our perfect bedroom ratio You got me speaking in tongues But who has time for that pesky fellatio They say I'm whipped Cause you keep the car keys out of reach My manhood's been snipped And I feel so fresh walking down the beach Now I'm happy in your grip I jump through hoops and I do flips Bring your butt to my lips I'm a eunuch, okay, but I'm proud to say that I'm whipped Copyright 1995 Steve Goodie ASCAP THE VOMIT SONG Martha's the most beautiful sight I've ever seen Long brown eyes, hair so green I want to write her poetry I need to tell her I love her Fancy restaurant, candle-lit meal Young and tender, innocent veal I try to tell her just how I feel When that feeling gives way to another
