Flavour Of The Month

We would ride around

In a big old car

Your clothes smelled like grass

And your hair tasted just like lemons

You tasted so sour

I had to wash you down with gin

I had to go home after that

So I cleared my breath with mints

I will do it my way

I wouldn't any other way

Revenge 'cause you kissed me

And then let me walk away

You tasted so

You tasted so sour

And I'm so bitter

And I'm so bitter

And I'm so bitter

I'm so bitter