Wheatus - Punk Ass b**h lyrics

She wriggles and she wraggles She jiggles and she jaggles You stand and watch her pa** by Your line of vision a**-eye You think that 'cause she smiles That you turn all her dials But you don't see them later While in the elevator You nag her and you swagger You think you're gonna shag her A man about the town-a Get funky let's get down-a Machismo and machasma It turns into miasma But you have got no cla** No style, no social sk**s, no comprehension I can't deal with this idiot Yeah I must admit that he's a punk a** b**h You open up your mouth-a Amazed at what comes out-a It's just a testimony That you're full of baloney That you're a stupid sh**-a** A meathead, Guido, pa**-gas That you have got no cla** No style, no social sk**s, no comprehension I can't deal with this idiot Yeah I must admit that he's a punk a** b**h I can't deal with this idiot Yeah I must admit that he's a punk a** b**h A-woh-oh a w-woh-oh You know you want to spangle But you can't seem to angle One gives you attitude-a Your reason to be rude-a You think that 'cause she smiles That you turn all her dials But you don't see them later While in the elevator You nag her and you swagger You think you're gonna shag her A man about the town-a Get funky let's get down-a Machismo and machasma It turns into miasma You have got no cla** No style, no social sk**s, no comprehension You open up your mouth-a Amazed at what comes out-a It's just a testimony That you're full of baloney That you're a stupid sh**-a** A meathead, Guido, pa**-gas But you have got no cla** No style, no social sk**s, no comprehension I can't deal with this idiot Yeah I must admit that he's a punk a** b**h I can't deal with this idiot Yeah I must admit that he's a punk a** b**h A-woh-oh a-woh-oh a-woh-oh