He's gone away
He's so distracted
He must be sick in some way
well so they say
He's already gone home
That´s why he is all alone
Invisable to the eye
Hey, three is a crowd
I´ll see you tomorrow
Hey, three is a crowd
Stay away until tomorrow
Look at his hair
Look at those clothes that he wear
Let's pick a fight with him were
Everybody can see
Let's fool him to come around
Then he'll get his face pound
He gets on my nerves all the time
You f**ed up.
You're busy on your back
Trying out everybody