Broken Hearts Are For Assholes

Hey! do you know what you are? Youre an asshole! an asshole! Some of you might not agree cause you probably likes a lot of misery But think a while and you will see... Broken hearts are for assholes Broken hearts are for assholes Are you an asshole? Broken hearts are for assholes Are you an asshole too? Whatcha gonna do, cause youre an asshole... Maybe you think youre a lonely guy Maybe you think youre too tough to cry So you went to the grape, Just to give it a try And dagmar Was his name... The whiskers sticking out from underneath of his Pancake make-up Nearly drove you insane And so you kissed a little sailor Who had just blew in from spain Sir richard pump-a-loaf You sniffed the reeking buns of angel And acted like it was cocaine You were dazzled by the exciting new costume of ko-ko In a way you cant explain And so you worked the wall with michael Which gave your back an awful strain But you came back on sunday for the gong show But you forgot what I was sayin cause youre an asshole, youre an asshole Thats right Youre an asshole, youre an asshole Yes, yes Youre an asshole, youre an asshole Thats right Youre an asshole, youre an asshole Now you been to the grape n you been to the chest n now I think you know what you are: youre an asshole You say you cant live with what you been through Well, ladies you can be an asshole too You might pretend you aint got one on the bottom of you, But dont fool yerself girl Its lookin at you Dont fool yerself girl Its winkin at you Dont fool yerself girl Its blinkin at you Thats why I say Im gonna ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Corn hole Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Fist fuck Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Wrist-watch; crisco Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Pud! Dont fool yerself, girl Its goin right up