Hard to be a girl So nice to be a boy In my room at night Not a pretty sight Here's an empty kiss Marching to the rhythm of the payroll I can be a good boy too Just let me out of the stable Sausages and eggs And hot and sour soup Thank me for your time 'cause I can be as bad as you Hard to be a girl That's what the oracle told me I don't care what she says I assume it's best to be lonley
Jessica Simpson where has your love gone it's not in your music, no you need a vacation to wake up the cavemen and take them to Mexico Jessica, Jessica Simpson you've got it all wrong your fraudulent smile the way that you think that the day that you die my body's in trembles infested with brambles that sharpen the air I breathe what's in the menu Jessica can you take down my order please Jessica, Jessica Simpson you've got it all wrong your fraudulent smile the way that you think it the day that you died tomorrow gets closer a purple bulldozer is calling you on the phone your love life precedes you your son in law feeds you injections of cortisone Jessica, Jessica Simpson you've got it all wrong your fraudulent smile the way that you faked it the day that you died Jessica Simpson where has your love gone it's not in your music so where has it gone then Jessica
Musical ladders Leaning on mountains Bathed in white laughter Under the sun Somebody's birthday Came stumbling toward us Wrapped in green gladness Under the sun We're gonna make it through this war tonight Someone hold this child up to the light Prostitute fingers Fumbling with matches Tucked in red couches Under green moons Mexican waitress Got caught in the crossfire Of militant families Bursting with Jews We're gonna break it to your folks tonight Kind of hope your Pops don't hear me right Oh, yes.
