Lezbian Girlfriends - MI6

Did you, ever think you would end up all alone

Talking to your girlfriends telephone

Yesterday you broke up;

now your through

And she said it’s not because of you

You try to ask her simply why, you start to scream & start to cry

Then she tells you once again, where her tongue has really been

She met a girl on friday night, they start to kiss and start to bite

And the rest is history, that’s why this girl is not with me

My girlfriend, whoa oh — wa oh oh

My girlfriend, whoa oh — wa oh oh

My girlfriend, whoa oh — wa oh oh

My girlfriend

Two weeks later, at a party in the boones

I saw my girlfriend and another leave the room

They went upstairs, and they turned off all the lights

I sat and watched em' cause, that’s what a loser does

Somebody tell me what the hell is wrong with me

My luck with women, still remains a mystery

I can’t keep the girls, from always changing sides

Unless they’re fat & ugly, even then they fantacize

One day (one day)

My time (my time)

Will come (will come)

So why do I

Pretend to give a lousy spit, when I’m really almost over it

I want to be a flirt, that girl inside her skirt

I’ll make her come again it’s true, I wanna be a lezbian like you

I want to be a lezbian

I want to be a lezbian

I want to be a lezbian

I want to be a lezbian like you