Marching Band

You called me up and spoiled my birthday
because you just couldn't wait
to tell me things were finished

and you seem kind of cruel sometimes
and that makes sense because you are
pretty cruel sometimes

you're a cat and the world's a nip filled ball
and I'm just a mouse beneath your paws

Chorus:
You're an hour glass and I'm a minute hand
You're a sky scraper and I'm plaster and sand
You're the football team and I'm the marching band
You're the football team and I'm the marching band

I thought the listerine was liquor
I took a giant drink
and threw up while you paid twelve cents a minute

and I seem kind of stupid sometimes
but every body that I know can be stupid at times
except for you it seems to be
the only bad choice you ever made was me

Repeat Chorus x2