Never gave thought to fashion till

Someone said I looked like you

Never gave thought to passion till

Someone said I screw like you

Baby I was never cool enough

To get a job at a record store

But if I had I wouldn't want you anymore



Never gave thought to rash'in till

Someone said I had a rash like you

Never gave thought to mashin' till

Someone said I mashed like you



Baby I was never cool enough

To get a job at a record store

But if I had I wouldn't want you

Wouldn't want you...



See Dick

See Jane

See how they both complain

See how they go round and round again

Over nothin at all

Me Dick

You Jane

See how we all complain

See we get all wrapped up

Over nothin at all



Here's the suckerpunch



Never gave thought to crashing till

Someone said I crashed a lot like you

Never gave thought to passion till

Someone said I screw like you



Baby I was never cool enough

To get a job at a record store

But if I had I wouldn't want you

Wouldn't want you...



See Dick

See Jane

See how they both complain

See how they go round and round

Over nothin at all

You Dick

Me Jane

See how we both complain

See we get all rapped up

Over nothin at all



Here's the suckerpunch