I can handle this
But I can't handle anything else, it's my own mistake
It's based on me and not on my groin
It's the little things in my pants that we're all living for
I never really knew what that thing down there was used for
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo
I kill the rock-rock-rock-rock-rock, yo
Then she killed my brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain
Nothing hurts anymore, nevermind
Then she killed my-
You wicked gay but then today, I think I'll be hardcore
If I forget to take my medicine then I'll be sick
I'm so hot-to-trot, I'm stealing all my beats from the blacks
And from all the young girls is where I steal my act
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo
I kill the rock-rock-rock-rock-rock, yo
Then she killed my brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain
Nothing hurts anymore, nevermind
Then she killed my brain
(Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
If I'm so wonderful then why am I so misunderstood?
Everybody has a reason for it, except me
It's the little things in my pants that we're all waiting for
I never really knew what that thing down there was used for
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo
I kill the rock-rock-rock-rock-rock, yo
Then she killed my brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain-brain
Nothing hurts anymore, nevermind
Then she killed my-
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)