Story Behind the Song
ABOUT A GUY WITH A NAGGING GIRLFRIEND WHO FIND A WAY TO
FIX THINGS.
Lyrics
HEIDI
SEPTEMBER 3, 1993
I GOT A GIRL MAKING ME LOOK LIKE A FOOL,
WHEN I'M WITH THE GUYS I TRY TO ACT COOL.
KNOWING THAT I'M A PAWN;
SHE MAKES ME MAD YOU KNOW THAT I CAN'T HIDE,
ALL THIS ANGER BUILDING UP INSIDE.
TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON.
I HAD A GIRL YOU KNOW I COULDN'T PLEASE HER,
I CHOPPED HER UP AND PUT HER IN A FREEZER.
OH SHE'S SO COLD;
I THAWED HER OUT AND PUT HER IN FORMALDEHYDE,
I TAKE HER OUT SHE'S MY PRIDE.
SHE'LL NEVER GROW OLD.
CHORUS]
BUT SHE DON'T TALK BACK,
SHE DON'T GIVE ME FLACK.
SHE DON'T HANG AROUND IN BARS,
SHE DON'T FLOAT AROUND IN OTHER GUY'S JARS.
THEY TOOK ME IN AND CHARGED ME WITH HOMICIDE,
NEXT TO THE GAVEL MY GIRL IN FORMALDEHYDE,
SHE LOOKED SO FINE.
THEY SHOWED THE JAR SAID DEATH PENALTY,
I SHOWED A TAPE OF HOW SHE TREATED ME,
THE JUDGE SAID HE'S DONE HIS TIME.
[CHORUS]
BUT SHE DON'T TALK BACK,
SHE DON'T GIVE ME FLACK.
SHE DON'T HANG AROUND IN BARS,
SHE DON'T FLOAT AROUND IN OTHER GUY'S JARS.
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