Your Bugging Me To Death
I heard what you did last week
So I guess you're through with me
You're a-lyin' through your teeth
'Cause I see the bruises on your knees
Everybody all around town
Says you've been going down
To his house after work
To "hang out" with that jerk
Girl, you're bugging me to death
Girl, you're just like all the rest
If I find out you're lyin to me
I'll bust your teeth and make you bleed
You might regret the day we met
But it'll leave your panties wet
You might need me but I don't need you
Or all the things you do
So walk right back out that door
Return to your life, you whore
Girl, you're bugging me to death
Girl, you're just like all thе rest