Bratmobile - Flavor Of The Month Club lyrics

You got your new clothes and
Your new friends to match
And too many dishes and a boyfriend
What a catch ladies doing nothing
That's your claim to fame
Oh yeah, uh huh, now you're all the same
I wish I still had something better to do
Than to cry about my clothes
And my new hairdo
No one saying nothing, just stand in line
To what do we owe these fabulous times?
Gimme gimme gimme more things! more things!
Does it really make you happy
Is that really what you mean?
"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Do you wanna own someone
Do you wanna own something?
At least all the guys know
If they fuck with me
That I'll fuck them up indefinitely
I don't know who you think
You're trying to impress
But when you try too hard you get much less
You're saying there's a fight
But there's no contest
You can say you're better
But you know I'm the best
Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing!
It's my scene and things
Do you know what I mean?
"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Do you wanna own someone
Do you wanna own something?
I know that all you try to do is put me down
But no one really cares
About your hanging around
You're acting fucken stupid
We can all see that
But I ain't telling no one
'cause a fact is a fact
I'm glad I could provide you
With something to do
Like someone new to hate, well I hate you too
Gimme gimme gimme more things! more thing!
Does it really make you happy
Is it really what you mean?
"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Do you wanna own someone
Do you wanna own something?
Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing!
It's my scene and things
Do you know what I mean?
"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
Gimme gimme gimme one thing!