Girlfriend-Mickey Avalon

Girlfriend (feat. Scott Russo of Unwritten Law) - Mickey Avalon Three little birds sitting on my doorstep Chirp chirp chirpin' when I pull up in my corvette Before sex I like a little foreplay Love and sex and a bag of ya-yo Don't say nothin' when you leave here Ill let you pet my ferret if he can meet your beaver I can see me and you together Raw dog on the couch tearin' up the pleather Rub her face, rippin' up the lace Panties to the side as I slide into place Smile on her face, tears in her eyes "my daddy didn't love me right" she cried Girlfriend, I don't want to be your boyfriend I just thought that we could be friends With benefits on the weekend So baby, go, go, go Girlfriend, I don't want to be your boyfriend I just thought that we could be friends With benefits on the weekend But when Monday comes, you better pack your bags and hit the road I don't want no trouble that I cant afford I got a daughter at home, her name on my neck I don't need another baby in my life just yet I got 99 problems, and your girlfriend's one I'm crazy in love with my sawed-off shotgun Hand on the pump, bust a window at the pawn shop Reach right in and got blood on my Rolex Take me home and lick my wounds, let me crawl back in the womb Click, clack, boom, comin' out of the tomb Dead man walkin', singin' out of tune Bad attitude, shrewd and rude Cooler than a pack of coors Smooth, like baby nuts, all the ladies in the club listen up Girlfriend, I don't want to be your boyfriend I just thought that we could be friends With benefits on the weekend So baby, go, go, go Girlfriend, I don't want to be your boyfriend I just thought that we could be friends With benefits on the weekend But when Monday comes, you better be in the kitchen cookin' ham and eggs Lookin' hot as the door slammed the back of your head She said "ill be back," I said "yea, whatev" The Av don't like it when you play with me head Now let me tell you somthin' about the birds and the bees The birds is flying and the bees just bug me Ugly, honeys want to f**k me, and if I get drunk you might get lucky Guess what, I'm runnin' out of money You can be my piggy bank, sugar mommy Girlfriend, I don't want to be your boyfriend I just thought that we could be friends With benefits on the weekend So baby, go, go, go Irlfriend, I don't want to be your boyfriend I just thought that we could be friends With benefits on the weekend But when Monday comes