I grew my hair and i felt better
I went and bought a cardigan sweater
I tried some smack it made me sick
Now my stomach is a-ci-dic

I thought, "for sure she's an addict"
She found me vaguely attractive
Down at the beach where i met her
She picked my nose, I felt better

I'd eat dog shit to make me hurl
I'd even dress up like a girl
Your band will make us all the loot
We'll name our first born after fruit