I want to be more like you. You don't take anything, least of all yourself, seriously, and you're so friendly, silly and smart. I have fun hanging around you, so may I hang around you more?
You intimidate me a little bit, and I think you pick the wrong battles and stir up billows in ladles sometimes, but you seem to have a soft, sweet center. You're smart and funny and I liked you from the start, but sometimes you're a little too mean and a little too blunt. Please stop that.
From the little I've bothered to know about you, you're a belligerent, hysterical doomsayer and degrading toward women. Stop flying off the handle, doody head.
*the loving bitch-slap!*
They're running just like you
For you, and I, wooo
So people, people, need some good ol' love
I am not a doody head! If the wimminz come to me and let me degrade them in raunchy ways I cannot be held responsible, I'm weak like that. Besides we're all gonna die soon enough anyway so STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO!