I whistle good
Im kinda straight
And I can can can have fun
No matter what I do
Ive always assumed that
I cant go on sucking on my thumb
Sifting through my toys
Resting ar my door
After thinking that I couldnt read
Sitting on the porch
And waiting for porno
While sucking on my damn fugi
I dont know why
I just want to die
And heres 2 bucks for you
This is the part where I should really part
But I guess ive got nothing to do
I dont know why
I just want to die
And heres 2 bucks for you
This is the part where I should really part
But I guess ive got nothing to do
Whatd our grandma think of me
All that ive got to do
Guess I should its a wonder
My breath
Its how the streets cave in everyday
Oh how the antelopes
Toms thumb just walked right through my nose
Whatd our grandma think of me
All that ive got to do
Guess I should its a wonder
Writer(s): Mark Hoppus, Thomas Delonge, Scott Raynor
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