Hold my hand on my fatherland Make girls jealous U couldnt be any careless Ok ok give me flowers everyday telling guys Im not on sale u love the kisses Not the dishes u give me special time makes me want to rhyme Im always thinking about you the love we have is true now u are always busy Things are not eazy U always late For our date I ask if u seeing anyone else no go tell someome who cares u dont sleep at home or answer your phone u make me angry i call u fatty it over now go and bow To ur queen with ur skinny jean That is blue not event new this is hard to say But i think u are gay u were not a king with that ugly Ring Pack ur bag now I dont need to hear u nag in my face i need some space