Lezbian Girlfriends Songtext
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Lezbian Girlfriends Songtext
Did you ever think you would end up all alone
Talking to your girlfriend′s telephone
Yesterday you broke up now you're through
And she said it′s all because of you
You try to ask her simply why
She starts to scream and starts to cry
And she tells you once again
Where her tongue has really been
She met a girl on Friday night
They started to kiss and start to bite
And the rest is history
That's why this girl is not with me
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend
Two weeks later at a party in the boones
I saw my girlfriend and another leave the room
They went upstairs and they turned off all the lights
I sat and watched them cause
That's what a loser does
Somebody tell me what the hell is wrong with me
My luck with women still remains a mystery
I can′t keep the girls from always changing sides
Unless they′re fat and ugly
Even then they fantasize and so
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend
One day my time will come
So why do I pretend to give a lousy spit
When I'm really almost over it
I want to be a flirt
A girl inside her skirt
I′ll make her come again it's true
I want to be a lesbian like you
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend
I want to be a lesbian
I want to be a lesbian
I want to be a lesbian
I want to be a lesbian like you
Talking to your girlfriend′s telephone
Yesterday you broke up now you're through
And she said it′s all because of you
You try to ask her simply why
She starts to scream and starts to cry
And she tells you once again
Where her tongue has really been
She met a girl on Friday night
They started to kiss and start to bite
And the rest is history
That's why this girl is not with me
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend
Two weeks later at a party in the boones
I saw my girlfriend and another leave the room
They went upstairs and they turned off all the lights
I sat and watched them cause
That's what a loser does
Somebody tell me what the hell is wrong with me
My luck with women still remains a mystery
I can′t keep the girls from always changing sides
Unless they′re fat and ugly
Even then they fantasize and so
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend
One day my time will come
So why do I pretend to give a lousy spit
When I'm really almost over it
I want to be a flirt
A girl inside her skirt
I′ll make her come again it's true
I want to be a lesbian like you
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend, whoa, whoa, oh
My girlfriend
I want to be a lesbian
I want to be a lesbian
I want to be a lesbian
I want to be a lesbian like you
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