Chorus:
GCGC
Baby i'm gonna have to give you up for Lent
GC
You took all my credit cards
GC
My money's been spent
GC
You took out my Mercedes
GC
And brought it home with a dent
GCDG
Baby i'm gonna have to give you up for Lent
GC
Well, ever since i've known you
DG
You've been pretty loose
GC
Especially when you get on
DG
The Wild Turkey and the juice
GC
I gave you enough rope
DG
To hang yourself with that noose
GF
i'm gonna send you to Morocco
CG
To go on and cook up some cous-cous
G
Hey, hey
Chorus
You deserved my foot
But I gave you my hand
You asked for a boy
But I gave you a man
I took you to the beach
You said, "Ah, there's too much sand"
I'm gonna send you to Beijing
To go on and cook some moo goo gai pan
Hey, hey
Chorus
You said you were bored
I said, "Hey, why not take up judo?"
You busted my collar bone
And you called me a puto
I thought you were intellectual
But you were just pseudo
I'm gonna send you to Acapulco
To go on and cook some menudo
Odelay!
Chorus
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