No FB

What do I care what you think of me

What do you think you mean to me

You mean nothing can't you see

And I don't want to smell your stinky beave

No Fat Beaver

No Fat Beaver

Swear I'm gonna leave her

Can't stand her Fat Beaver

You look real nice to talk to

But I can't stand to look at you

Stop chasing me all over the place

And get your fucking F B out of my face

You may be the only chance I've got

But I think I'd rather be shot

Go away from me you fucking F B