[intro by Tucker Booth and Dirty Sanchez]

[Tucker]
What the fuck are you looking at? Take a picture, it'll last longer! She's with me...I'll fuckin' kill you!
[Dirty]
Singin' and dancin', hangin' out late night,
your little girlfriend, don't know how to act right,
stayed with me all night, didn't want me to leave,
only said one word, 'my boyfriend's a huge nerd.'

[hook]
Don't you look at my girlfriend, don't you look in her eyes.
No mira se mi novia, one more look and you die,
While you were working at Walgreens, I simply slid in your place,
and we was dancing some Cha-Cha,
I busted boom on her face.

[Tucker]
Don't talk to her, stay baby stay!
When he walked in, I heard him say 'lay lady lay,'
and his big brass bed, is more like a futon,
his lettuce is red instead of green like my croutons,
I'm the man here queer, go take a golden shower,
then drink some light beer, and keep your pistol out my flower.
This break-up is bittersweet, topped it like the towers, but
at least the Walgreen team pay $6.15 an hour.
Why do you want her? What kind of dude are you?
Your Birkenstock shoes match the blue retard coup.
Come on fuckface, you don't know what I'll do, me and my
whole crew'll make a frickin' monkey outta you.
Is the sex really worth it? She can never come,
without the lip service, now talk to the gun,
'hi, my name's nine millimeter, nice to meet you son,' now your
over like, 'done, done-di-dee-un, done, done,' NancyBoy scum!

[hook]
Don't you look at my girlfriend, don't you look in her eyes.
No mira se mi novia, one more look and you die.
While you were working at Walgreens, I simply slid in your place,
and we was dancing some Cha-Cha,
I busted boom on her face.

[Tristin]
What the fuck am I lookin' at? I really can't tell,
but if it were a mirror, I think I'd kill myself.
Your imaginary gat makes me laugh,
the only nine millimeter in here's in your pants.
Hobo trash, you show no class, and
that's why she'll have no more of your broke-ass.
Since I first made her toes curl from the strokin',
I've been 2/3 of her whole world, like the ocean.
I give her bigger, better sex, (you've lost)
I control her thoughts like television sets.
Your woman made her choice,
she wants a NancyBoy romance to make the panties moist,
and while it might be the cock, it's
probably the way that I'm everything you're not.
She's down to go another round or two,
but when I'm thru, I'll send her back around to you.

[hook]
Don't you look at my girlfriend, don't you look in her eyes.
No mira se mi novia, one more look and you die,
While you were working at Walgreens, I simply slid in your place,
and we was dancing some Cha-Cha,
I busted boom on her face.





Song from the free album
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NANCY by The NancyBoys
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