Kickboxing, pro-wrestling, the first iceball of winter, arguing with the Ashleys. My best friend TJ and I love to cream the 6th graders at kickball.
Here we go, I'm hanging out in Camden Drinking with my girlfriends on a Saturday night This guy says, "come and meet my girlfriend" She's sitting in the corner looking rather uptight So I say "hello" and I try to be nice But I see he's feeling itchy Trying to play us off each other "Girls, girls, please don't fight" (you get the picture) Hey you, the muscles and the long hair Telling me that women are superior to men Most guys just don't appreciate this You just try convincing me you're better than them So he talks for hours 'bout his sensitive soul And his favourite subject is sex I don't think he even really wanted it But, Christ, this guy's too much (I wanna tell him) I'm as human as the next girl, I like a bit of flattery But I don't need your practised lines, your school of charm mentality so Save your breath for someone else and credit me with something more When it comes to men like you, I know the score, I've heard it all before (Here comes the next one) Blondie was with me for a summer He flirted like a maniac but I wouldn't bite I'm weak and he was so persistent He only had to have me 'cause I put up a fight Oh God, the boy had such an ego He liked to talk about himself all day and all night You think you're such a ladykiller But you were nothing special 'til you turned out the light When he's nice to me he's just nice to himself And he's watching his reflection I'm a five foot mirror for adoring himself Here's seven years' bad luck (I wanna tell him) When you say you love me you're just flattering your vanity But I don't need your practised lines, your school of charm mentality so Save your breath for someone else and credit me with something more When it comes to men like you, I know the score, I've heard it all before Ooh, you're such a ladykiller, always on a winner, thinking that you're in there Oh boy, you're such a ladykiller, super sexy mister, call it what you will, oh You think you're such a ladykiller, I just bet you're still there, posing in the mirror Hey girls, he's such a ladykiller, but we know where he's coming from and we know the score.
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