I can’t believe I hung around with youAll this timeYou drove me crazy with your O. C. DBoy you’re out of your mindI’m countin’ on Ufos to beam me upI just don’t knowHow long I can take your shit, I’m over itBoy, you gotta goIt’s over, we’re overJust like in Crimson and CloverBeen sinking, I’m thinkingHow the hell did I get so stupid?It’s the end, Ex-BoyfriendI don’t care what you think of me nowSo long, you’re goneThis is our break-up songOne more thing before you goWould you please give me my records back?No Doubt, The Rolling StonesBlondie, Jet, and Back in BlackYou can keep the dog we boughtAnd the message I keyed in your carDon’t hang around, don’t hit on my friendsThey know how small you areIt’s over, we’re overJust like in Crimson and CloverBeen sinking, I’m thinkingHow the hell did I get so stupid?It’s the end, Ex-BoyfriendI don’t care what you think of me nowSo long, you’re goneThis is our break-up songSo long, you’re goneThis is our break-up songIt’s over, we’re overJust like in Crimson and CloverBeen sinking, I’m thinkingHow the hell did I get so stupid?It’s the end, Ex-BoyfriendI don’t care what you think of me nowSo long, you’re goneThis is our break-up songSo long, you’re goneThis is our break-up songSo long, you’re goneThis is our break-up songSo long, you’re goneThis is our break-up songThis is our break-up song