Lyrics to The Big New England Fingah
Check out what I have to deal with now
This isn't about me, I know
You're looking like you are
So proud to be so proud
All i hear is "I am crazy" when I know you're saying words
But don't speak up,
I value my gift of rational thought
I'm not through yet
Come a little closer, are you sure you've got nothing to share?
You clocked in in record time
This is the kind of thing that could give a guy a complex
Well here's your chance
Maybe you could tell me how it feels to be a girl
You've got a minute
I'm all ears baby
Honestly, honesty is overrated
Honestly, honesty is what I do best
Look who's next in line
There's four days left
You're getting restless, I know
You've got to scratch that itch, it's not going to scratch itself
He's getting sicker by the hour while you're throwing back your head
And filling your gut with whatever or whomever you want
Friends don't let friends...but I had to say it.
Dude, I'm sorry your girlfriends a bitch
I ache from pulling punches
She was so well put together
Guess it's gonna be fun to rip her apart
Well here's your chance
Maybe you could tell me how it feels to be a girl
You've got a minute
I'm all ears baby
Honestly, honesty is overrated
Honestly, honesty is what I do best
It's on
I've been making some plans to say good riddance
"Move on" you don't, you don't have to tell me twice, sister
He's got the pictures that prove so there's no use hiding
We'll always find you
Well it's your turn
Maybe you can tell me how it feels to be alone
Honestly, honesty is overrated
Honestly, honesty is what I do best
He's got the pictures that prove so there's no use hiding
We'll always find you
This isn't about me, I know
You're looking like you are
So proud to be so proud
All i hear is "I am crazy" when I know you're saying words
But don't speak up,
I value my gift of rational thought
I'm not through yet
Come a little closer, are you sure you've got nothing to share?
You clocked in in record time
This is the kind of thing that could give a guy a complex
Well here's your chance
Maybe you could tell me how it feels to be a girl
You've got a minute
I'm all ears baby
Honestly, honesty is overrated
Honestly, honesty is what I do best
Look who's next in line
There's four days left
You're getting restless, I know
You've got to scratch that itch, it's not going to scratch itself
He's getting sicker by the hour while you're throwing back your head
And filling your gut with whatever or whomever you want
Friends don't let friends...but I had to say it.
Dude, I'm sorry your girlfriends a bitch
I ache from pulling punches
She was so well put together
Guess it's gonna be fun to rip her apart
Well here's your chance
Maybe you could tell me how it feels to be a girl
You've got a minute
I'm all ears baby
Honestly, honesty is overrated
Honestly, honesty is what I do best
It's on
I've been making some plans to say good riddance
"Move on" you don't, you don't have to tell me twice, sister
He's got the pictures that prove so there's no use hiding
We'll always find you
Well it's your turn
Maybe you can tell me how it feels to be alone
Honestly, honesty is overrated
Honestly, honesty is what I do best
He's got the pictures that prove so there's no use hiding
We'll always find you
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