He Might Not Be As Fun As My Last Boyfriend

 

He Might Not Be As Fun As My Last Boyfriend

 Here's the next song in the fucked up relationship album. It's the one where I take the previous song ("He Called Me on the Phone") and chop it up and have the narrator of the album say the stuff she doesn't want her (soon-to-be) bad boyfriend to hear.

The lyrics are:

(Dead Man)
He might not be as fun as my last boyfriend

I don't know if he even smokes pot
And I'll be bummed out if he does not
Does he like cool music? I hope so
And if he does not, can I got with the flow?

(My pants)
I'll be fucking a real old guy if I get together with him and I say
Does his equipment work anymore? If it does not, I don't know if I'll stay

This call was boring
I felt like snoring
But, I am in love
Oh, Heavens Above!
He's talking 'bout Shakespeare
And I am waiting for here
For my turn to speak
It might be next week

(My pants - Dead Man)
My pants - dead man

He might not be as fun as my last boyfriend