Mr. Wankerman

Mr Mr Mr do you hear me Mr. Wankerman I get so tired Of your shit yes I do Mr. Wankerman You got no respect no no You're selfish yes you are, yes you are, yes you are I've been checking my clock Wouldn't it be worth a lot If you would just call me boy (Call me boy) We've been talking a lot Saying it'd be worth a shot Saying that you want to fall (You wanna fall) Wouldn't it be nice if you would turn up Maybe once or twice you'd pick the phone up Shout it to my heart to know you won't be true I keep hoping that I'll sober Maybe realize it's over Will I ever see a change in you Mr. Wankerman I get so tired Of your shit Mr. Wankerman you got no respect no Your selfish yes you are (Yes you are, yes you are, yes you are) Ain't got enough mistakes On my page for it all You got me fucked You got me fucked baby There was a time when I cried Now I don't care at all Now I'm just bored I'm so bored See its the same of something stupid Had a falling out with cupid Told me fairy tales of someone with a heart My prince charming took a wrong turn When it sings and never came over Will you smile & laugh when you're alone Will you smile baby You're Mr. Wankerman I get so tired Of your shit Yes I do Mr. Wankerman You got no respect no no You're selfish yes you are Mr. Wankerman Mr Mr yeah Mr. Wankerman Mr. Wankerman I get so tired Of your shit Mr. Wankerman You got no respect no You're selfish yes you are, yes you are, yes you are Mr. Wankerman I'm gonna, I'm gonna let my band tell you something worth thinking about Tell him for me, tell him for me now Mr Mr Mr. Wankerman Mr. Wankerman I'm so tired We all tired Every single one of us here We're sick & tired We're sick & tired of your shit Mr. Wankerman I've been so tired Of your shit Along with everything else baby Mr. Wankerman you got no respect for your lady and you're selfish Yes you are, yes you are Mr. Wankerman Yeah, yeah Mr. Wankerman Yeah, yeah Mr. Wankerman You a wankerman I put up with your shit for such a long time I'm not gonna take no more No no no no no no no I'm tired baby Can't you see that I'm tired love I even had to, I had to write song about it It's ridiculous yeah To get you off my chest Out of my head Out of my life for good baby 'Cause you're just a silly little Wankerman Not worth it Silly little man yeah La la la la la Moving on, moving on Moving on, moving on To someone Taller cuter nicer And all the way better And everything, everything I need You just so silly baby Thank you for dusty love, she's really cute And thank you for the lyrics love, they really helped me out Thank you for growing me up I lost a lot of trust with you But I'm wiser for it, yes I am Now you can go on boy Don't turn around, just keep walking Mr. Wankerman (Wanker) Yes Walking, walking baby You got a couple issues in your head Nothing but a no-good, dirty ugly asshole (Maybe that was a little harsh) Keep walking, walking Keep on bouncing Yeah yeah Step, step, stepping Keep on stepping Keep on moving on One foot in front of the other (Get the f**** out of my face bitch) (That's a keeper) Bitch Mr. Wankerman (He's such a twat) (Did anybody see War of the Worlds?) (We should put that on) (Huh?) (I don't know why it's funny) --- Mr. Wankerman - Joss Stone