G Bb C D
G Bb C D
G Bb C D
C D
G Bb C D
I'm sick and tired of you're calling me names
I'm sick and tired of your childish games
I'm sick and tired of your bullshit brats
C D
Cocaine stupor and anxienty attacks
Picked up the magazine, I see your face
You're nothin' boy, a godamm waste
With the lamest fashion on your back
You're never happy, a hypocondriac
G C Bb G
Don't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chops (2x)
C D C
C D C
C D C
C D C
You're a styling queen and an alley cat
Too many chocolates keep a fat man fat
You're a pain in the ass, and you're on the loose
All I can get from you is your bad additude
Dirty mouth, it's all I can bear
Get outta here bitch, 'cause you're nowhere
Always wearing that cheap parfume
I can always tell when you're in the room
Don't bust...(2x)
C D C
C D C
C D C
C D C
G Bb C D (3x)
C D
Don't bust (4x)
C D C (4x)
G
