You make me sick - Way Oh, Way Oh, Way Oh,
You make me sick, but I love you.
I hate your polyester pant-suits, and your greasy hair.
And that stuff between your braces, and your hairy derierre.
You make me sick - Way Oh, Way Oh, Way Oh,
You make me sick, you really stink girl
You make me sick - Way Oh, Way Oh, Way Oh,
You make me sick, but I love you.
When I got you in my backseat, and I tried to make my move.
I had to roll down all the windows to keep my face from turning blue.
You make me sick - Way Oh, Way Oh, Way Oh,
You make me sick, you really stink girl
You make me sick - Way Oh, Way Oh, Way Oh,
You make me sick, but I love you.
