I remember the night I asked you

I was scared what you would say

"Of course I'll go to the prom with you"

You were hot so I was happy

I went to your house to pick you up

Your little sister let me in

I remember you standing there

And on your head was your underwear

 

I said, what are you doing?

We're going to the prom in an hour

And thats when I realized that you were crazy

My prom date was frickin crazy

 

We went to the steakhouse for dinner

You said that you were really hungry

You tried to order everything on the menu

But when they wouldn't give it to you you started screamin

 

 

 

 

This is the song for the broken-hearted

For anyone who has ever got the shaft

This is the song for the loves that started

But ended up with somebody ripped in half

 

Its okay to be sad

Just dont drown yourself in all your tears

Its okay to be mad

Just dont go Van Gogh and cut off your ears

When you feel like you could pull out your hair

Just remember theres plenty of broads out there

 

 

 

 

If I was an engineer I'd build myself a chick machine

I'd produce the finest woman that this world has ever seen

She would be so smart and pretty

Love to listen to Stiff Kittie

She would be so wonderful to me

 

 

If I was a scientist I'd clone myself the perfect girl

I'd search the corners of the earth to find the best one in the world