At the risk of sounding rude Just who the fuck Do you think you are To tell me what you Expect of me today? Well, you can take your attitude You're out of luck, You've gone way too far If you think there's any chance I'm gonna stay
[Chorus] How long can I string you along? How little of myself can I give And still make you believe I care?
At the risk of sounding trite Why the fuck Do you think you're right About every little thing That you say?
And do you think that it is right For Tom to spend another night Writing songs about all the people He thinks are gay?