Friday, November 28, 2008

Suckerpunch Lyrics By Bowling For Soup

Here she comes again with another boyfriend,
introduces me and says,
“this is the sweetest guy I’ve ever known.”
Couldn’t say a word. I never say a word.
She wraps her arms around my neck.
“You are the sweetest guy I’ve ever known.”

And I say again “THIS IS THE LAST TIME”

[chorus]
When you left before I didn’t care too much
Cause I just wished you’d go away
And I see you now and it’s just too much
Takes my breath away ... Just like a suckerpunch

There she goes again she says I’m her best friend
and “were better off this way” she says
cause your still the sweetest guy I’ve ever known.
Her smell stays on my shirt, I can’t say a word
can’t swallow this lump inside my neck
cause you’re still the sweetest girl I’ve ever known.

And I say again ......
And I said before.....
And I say once more “THIS IS THE LAST TIME”

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

The Bitch Song Lyrics By Bowling For Soup

Is it OK if I speak to you today
You’ve been pissed off for a week now
but, nothing I can say could make you look up.
or crack up. Is there anything that I can do
Anything to show you

[chorus]
You’re a bitch
but, I love you anyway
OH OH You can’t sing
But, you still put me to sleep
Baby, You’re a bitch
Hey Hey Hey Hey
You make me sick
But, don’t ever go away

So you tell me that there’s nothing left to say
I drive you face the window
Then you’re in my face telling me to grow up
I wish you’d grow up
I can’t wait until you fall asleep, I wonder if you know
that
[chorus]

[BREAK]

[chorus]

Yeah you’re a bitch but I love you anyway
So why don’t you...... Stay

Sunday, November 23, 2008

She's Got A Boyfriend Now Lyrics By Bowling For Soup

She used to be the happiest girl I knew
I remember seeing her laugh
I remember the time she cried
When tears filled her eyes
As we sang 'Love Song' by Tesla
Her smile is turning upside down
She's got a boyfriend now

[Chorus:]
She's got a boyfriend now
And it's hard to see
What she's got herself into
She's getting used to
The loneliness that's bottled up
Inside she knows
She'll make it through the sad times
And all the bad times
Cuz it's up to her to make some sense somehow
She's got a boyfriend now

She always knew she'd find the right guy
To hold her through the night
Someone she'd take to meet her mom
And take her to see Brittany Spears
Who knows if Clark Kent is a Superman?
Or if he's just an asshole
Leading on and on
And on and on
And on

[Chorus]

Why does it always seem to be
Guys like that always get to be the one
She thinks the world of
And why does it always seem to me
That girls like that can't ever find someone
Someone like me
And its hard to know the difference between inside and out
When she asks if I can mend her broken heart
I wouldn't know where to start.

She got what she always wanted
She got what she always wanted
And now

She's only crying on the inside

[Chorus]

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Down For The Count Lyrics By Bowling For Soup

Ladies and Gentlemen, in this corner weighing in at 131lbs
I'm sorry girl, 126lbs, the girl that broke my heart.
Isn't she lovely folks, Just look at that smile
Draws me in everytime

Someone call a medic cuz I think she's gonna strike again
She slammed down the phone and gave the finger to the nightstand
And holds the picture in the heart shaped frame we bought at target
Yes I think we've got a problem but I can't put my finger on it

It seems like you told me I'm in over my head
But all I remember is making out constantly
If I don't get out then I'll probably end up dead
She's the undisputed champ of my world

Down for the count, over and out
Toss in the towel cuz she really got the best of me
I can't hang around, she kicks while I'm down
What was that sound?
I just wish the fucking bell would ring

Let's get ready for verse #2
The message on my cell says she's waiting on the call from me
to tell her that I'm sorry I can come back if I crawl
But I got bad knees and I can't say that I'm sorry
Cept I'm sorry that I met you
Now my guard's up and I'm fighting dirty

It seems like you told me I'm in over my head
But all I remember is making out constantly
If I don't get out then I'll probably end up dead
She's the undisputed champ of my world

Down for the count, over and out
Toss in the towel cuz she really got the best of me
I can't hang around, she kicks while I'm down
What was that sound?
I just wish the fucking bell would ring

7 8 9 10 Knockout

It seems like you told me I'm in over my head
But all I remember is making out constantly
If I don't get out then I'll probably end up dead
She's the undisputed champ of my world
Undisputed champ of my world and I'm begging to be

Down for the count, over and out
Toss in the towel cuz she really got the best of me
I can't hang around, she kicks while I'm down
What was that sound?
I just wish the fucking bell would ring

Sunday, November 16, 2008

I'm Gay Lyrics By Bowling For Soup

(This fucking song is all personality)
(Dude, that's the shit!)

Well we've all heard about
how the guys in the band
Weren't the popular kids in school
And now you hate your parents
'cause of the way you turned out
But in the end the blame's on you

And we all sympathize with your torn-apart heart
And your really artistic worldly views
It sells records when you're sad these days
It's super cool to be mad these days

I think rock and roll is really funny
when it's serious

Don't hate us 'cause we're happy
Don't hate us 'cause we're beautiful
Don't hate us if we make you smile
Or if we go the extra mile
To make someone feel better
on a really shitty day
And if you're hearing what I'm saying then
I want to hear you say, "I'm gay!" (I'm gay!)
Say, "I'm gay!" (I'm gay!)

Let's start a movement, let's start it right now
And if you don't know where to start
I can show you I'm your new team captain
Put your left hand over your heart
and repeat after me

It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
Chris, Gary? You guys wanna join in?
(Yeah, buddy. Sure. Sorry Dude)
It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
Very Nice. Very Nice.

Don't hate us 'cause we're happy
Don't hate us 'cause we're miserable
Don't hate us if we make you smile
Or if we go the extra mile
To make someone feel better on a really shitty day
And if you're hearing what I'm saying then
I want to hear you say, "I'm gay!" (I'm gay!)
Say, "I'm gay!" (I'm gay!)

That's right, ladies and gentleman!
Pick up the phone
'cause Bowling For Soup is on the line!
And you don't have to be sad anymore!
You don't have to be mad anymore!
We can all join hands and do ring around
the freaking rosie!
In fact, can we can get some "La la"s up in here?

It sells records when you're sad these days
It's super cool to be mad these days
I think rock and roll is really funny
When it's serious

Yo, where my "La la"s at!

La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Everyday's A Saturday Lyrics By Bowling For Soup

You know Monday was manic
Tuesday was worse
I've gotta say Wednesday for the sake of this verse
And Thursday
Was actually pretty OK
For once
Don't even talk about Friday night
You know i didn't get laid
And i didn't fight with my girlfriend
'Cause I don't have one
Anymore

And now you won't have me to push around
Won't have me to kick around
I won't be here for the run around
No, oh, no-o-o-o

I'm sleeping in
I'm taking the day off
I'm tired of running round
Like a chicken with it's head on the chopping block
I just wanna fly away
To where everyday's a Saturday
For me
From now on

Monday I slept till 4pm
On Tuesday I took up the violin
And Wednesday
Yes Christina Ricci's hot
Thurday I quit the violin
And Friday here we go again
It's the weekend
Come on everyone join in

And now you won't have us to push around
Won't have us to kick around
We won't be here for the run around
No, oh, no-o-o-o

I'm sleeping in
I'm taking the day off
I'm tired of running round
Like a rat in a marathon
If I'm gonna run
I just wanna run away
To where everyday's a Saturday
For me
From now on

From now on
I'm not gonna wear your uniform
Gonna live off of movie popcorn
(can't work the line out sorry)
Brad Pitt was in true romance
And look how far he's gone

And now you won't have us to push around
Won't have us to kick around
We won't be here for the run around
No, oh, no-o-o-o

I'm sleeping in
I'm taking the day off
I'm tired of running round
Like a chicken with it's head on the chopping block
I just wanna fly away

I'm sleeping in
I'm taking the day off
I'm tired of running round
Like a rat in a marathon
If I'm gonna run
I just wanna run away
To were everyday's a Saturday

For me
From now on

For me
From now on

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Cody Lyrics By Bowling For Soup

I know you don't come from here
Believe me i'm very aware
and i'm sorry
You were a sad little girl
Who got caught up in this world
And i'm sorry
sorry, because we're sorry all the time

You think you're everything
some broken-hearted martyr queen
lThe reason for the setting sun
Believe me you're the only one
(only one)

She's the only one who knows
so off the little queenie goes
to flaunt her ill-begotten diamonds
and her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket,
told her call me up sometime
Now there's just no pleasin queenie,
since queenie lost her mind [x2]

I tried to write a song
to rule out all the wrong
And i'm sorry
see girl let's go on a date
to a movie or rollerskate
And i'm sorry
Better luck next time

You think you're everything
some broken-hearted disco queen
The reason for the setting sun,
believe me you're the only one

She's the only who knows
so off the little queenie goes
to flaunt her ill-begotten diamonds
and her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
told her call me up sometime
now there's just no pleasin queenie,
since queenie lost her mind [x2]

She's the only oe who knows
so off the little queenie goes
to flaunt her ill-begotten diamonds
and her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
told her call me up sometime
now there's just no pleasin queenie,
since queenie lost her mind

Thursday, November 6, 2008

When We Die Lyrics By Bowling For Soup

Well, I know that it's early
And it's too hard to think
And the broken empty bottles
Are reminder in the sink
But I thought that I should tell you
If it's not to late to say
I could put back all the pieces,
They just might not fit the same

Nothing's worth losing
Especially the chance to make it right

And I know that we're gonna be fine
And the tattooed mistakes
Are gonna fade over time
As long as we live, time passes by
And we won't get it back when we die

Well, I know it's been years now,
And I don't look the same
And the hopes and dreams you had for me
You thought went down the drain.
And the room feels so empty
where my pictures used to be
And I can't say that I blame you,
But you can't blame me

Cuz nothing's worth losing
Especially the chance to make it right

And I know that we're gonna be fine
And the tattooed mistakes are gonna fade over time
As long as we live, time passes by
And we won't get it back when we die

Come over
Come over

Cause I gotta know,
If I am doing this all on my own

Come over
Come over

How can I show you if you're not here

And I know that we're gonna be fine
And the tattooed mistakes
Are gonna fade over time
As long as we live, time passes by
And we won't get it back when we die

And I know that we're gonna be fine
And the tattooed mistakes
are gonna fade over time
As long as we live, time passes by
And we won't get it back when we die

Come over
Come over

Wooohooohooohaaaaawwww

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Cold Shower Tuesdays Lyrics By Bowling For Soup

Her finger traced I love you
In the palm of my hand
That's still the only time
My belly's ever hit the floor like that

Your feet in my lap
We drove the past
Knowing we would turn around again

[Chorus:]
Tell her I'm not sorry
Mention my Ferrari
Just don't tell her that
I miss her
She wanted in
I wanted out
And that's the last thing we talked about

Remember how our hands matched
Love lines, same size
I guess I should have checked
To see the lifelines were in line

I called on the phone
You still felt alone
And talked about the songs that made you cry

[Chorus]

Campfire cookies
And John Hughes movies
Jr. mints & cold shower Tuesdays
November shivers and rearview mirrors
And the little things like that

[Chorus]