Spare Me The Details

1. My girlfriend, my dumb doughnut

We went to a party just the other night

Three hours later, and seven shots of jager

She was in the bedroom with another guy

2. And I don't really wanna know

So don't tell me anymore

And I don't really wanna hear

About her feet all up in the air

R: Well I'm not the one who acted like a ho

Why must I be the one who has to know

I'm not the one who screwed up big time

So spare me the details if you don't mind

*: And I don't need to hear about the sounds you were makin

And I don't need to hear about how long it was takin

Or how the walls they were shakin