Suckerpunch

Never gave a thought to fashion

'Til someone said I looked like you

Never gave a thought to passion

'Til someone said I screwed like you

Baby, I was never cool enough

To get a job at a record store

And if I had, I wouldn't want you anymore

So I never gave a thought to ration

'Til someone said I had a rash like you

Never gave a thought to mashing

'Til someone said I mashed like you

Baby, I was never cool enough

To get a job at a record store

And if I had, I wouldn't want you

I wouldn't want you

Saint Dick, Saint Jane

See how they both complain?

See how they go 'round and 'round over nothing at all?

Me Dick, you Jane

See how we all complain?

See how we get all wrapped up in nothing at all?

Here's your sucker punch

So I never gave a thought to crash

Until someone said I crashed like you

Never gave a thought to fashion

'Til someone said I screwed like you, yeah

Baby, I was never cool enough

To get a job at a record store

And if I had, I wouldn't want you

I wouldn't want you

I wouldn't want you

Saint Dick, Saint Jane

See how they both complain?

See how they go 'round and 'round over nothing at all?

You Dick, me Jane

See how we all complain?

See how I get all screwed up 'bout nothing at all?

Here's your sucker punch

(Never gave a thought to fashion)

Here's your sucker punch

(Soon you'll be the sucker punched)

Here's your sucker punch

(Never gave a thought to passion)

Here's your sucker punch

(Soon you'll be the sucker punched)

Yeah