Bowling For Soup - A Friendly Goodbye lyrics
[Bowling For Soup - A Friendly Goodbye lyrics]
I can lay it on real thick
Cause I know how you don't
Like to get bogged down
With anything 'bout us
And our kick ass true love tale
Sorry I swore just then
Cause I know you hate it
And by the way that cake
You baked me really sucked but I ate it
Cause I loved you even more
Than you could ever imagine
Here's a friendly goodbye five-six-seven!
Ain't that a "b" with an itch
Ain't that a mother trucker
You can go to H-E double hockey sticks
And F yourself cause I'm flippin' gosh darn
Sick of all the "s" words you put me through
So F you! F you
I can hang it out to dry
Cause I know how you like
All your laundry neat
And not just thrown around
Like a chainsaw in need of juggling
Sorry I flipped you off cause I know
How you hate it
And that homemade porn I said that I erased
Well I saved it cause I loved you even more
Than you could ever imagine
Here's a friendly goodbye five-six-seven!
Ain't that a "b" with an itch
Ain't that a mother trucker
You can go to H-E double hockey sticks
And F yourself cause I'm flippin' gosh darn
Sick of all the "s" words you put me through
So F you! F you
I'll send you a postcard that says
"I'm glad you're not here"
I'll buy you a t-shirt
But I'll use it to wipe up the beer
That I spilled while I was spilling my guts
To my friends about you
And I really don't have anything
Else nice to say but F you!
F you
Ain't that a "b" with an itch
Ain't that a mother trucker
You can go to H-E double hockey sticks
And F yourself cause I'm flippin' gosh darn
Sick of all the "s" words you put me through
So F you! F you
Cause I know how you don't
Like to get bogged down
With anything 'bout us
And our kick ass true love tale
Sorry I swore just then
Cause I know you hate it
And by the way that cake
You baked me really sucked but I ate it
Cause I loved you even more
Than you could ever imagine
Here's a friendly goodbye five-six-seven!
Ain't that a "b" with an itch
Ain't that a mother trucker
You can go to H-E double hockey sticks
And F yourself cause I'm flippin' gosh darn
Sick of all the "s" words you put me through
So F you! F you
I can hang it out to dry
Cause I know how you like
All your laundry neat
And not just thrown around
Like a chainsaw in need of juggling
Sorry I flipped you off cause I know
How you hate it
And that homemade porn I said that I erased
Well I saved it cause I loved you even more
Than you could ever imagine
Here's a friendly goodbye five-six-seven!
Ain't that a "b" with an itch
Ain't that a mother trucker
You can go to H-E double hockey sticks
And F yourself cause I'm flippin' gosh darn
Sick of all the "s" words you put me through
So F you! F you
I'll send you a postcard that says
"I'm glad you're not here"
I'll buy you a t-shirt
But I'll use it to wipe up the beer
That I spilled while I was spilling my guts
To my friends about you
And I really don't have anything
Else nice to say but F you!
F you
Ain't that a "b" with an itch
Ain't that a mother trucker
You can go to H-E double hockey sticks
And F yourself cause I'm flippin' gosh darn
Sick of all the "s" words you put me through
So F you! F you