You Can't Be My Girl

Damn, what drugs aren’t you on?

And can I come along?

You’re wasted and stoned when

I am sober as a marble

I think I love you are horrible

I think I love you are horrible

You can't, by my, girl

You can't, by my, girl

You can't, by my, girl

Fishing for your lipstick

You found your cigarettes

You’re hacking up the wrapping

As we sit on rotten steps

You’re crazy and you show it off

Dear, you’re slurring Gorbachev

But you insist on discussing him

You’re so wrong but somehow you win

So wrong to kiss you when

You can't, by my, girl

You can't, by my, girl

You can't, by my, girl

You’re sweet but you’re messed up

Your best friend is a red cup

You’re obviously not the one

But you remind me life can be fun

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah

You can't, by my, girl

You can't, by my, girl

You can't, by my, girl