Lyrics Mickey Avalon

Mickey Avalon

Girlfriend

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

I'll 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 pleasure

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 my head

Now let me tell you somethin about the birds and the bees

The birds is flying and the bees just bug me

Ugly, honeys want to fuck 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

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...