Lyrics and Music by M. Aukerman)



* What do I care what you think of me

What do you think you mean to me

You mean nothing, can't you see

And I don't want to smell your stinky beave



** No Fat Beaver

No Fat Beaver

Swear I'm gonna leave her

Can't stand her fat beaver



You look real nice to talk to

But I can't stand to look at you

Stop chasing me all over the place

And get your fucking F.B. out of my face



**



You may be the only chance I've got

But I think I'd rather be shot



*



Get away from me, you fuvking F.B