Why Why Why

Two, three, four

Well she was flatter than a pancake

And nowhere near as sweet

She got real good at giving head

And fixing stuff to eat

But then I caught her and her

Uncle making out in a ditch

And I asked myself 'Did I shave my balls for this?'

And I say

Why, Why, Why

Did you have to lie, lie, lie

You used to get me high, high, high

Now you're bringing me down

Why, Why, Why

Did you have to lie, lie, lie

You used to get me high, high, high

Now you're bringing me down

I said now

Why, Why, Why

Did you have to lie, lie, lie

You used to get me high, high, high

Now you're bringing me down

Well It was back in High School

It was voted 'Most likely to go to hell

But then I lost my heart to that half-assed Jezebel

Well I was her guy when the coke was piled high

But then she licked my bag and walked right out the door

And I say

Why, Why, Why

Did you have to lie, lie, lie

You used to get me high, high, high

Now you're bringing me down

Why, Why, Why

Did you have to lie, lie, lie

You used to get me high, high, high

Now you're bringing me down

You used to get me high

You used to get me high

You used to get me high

Now you're bringing me down