Flavor Of The Month Club Lyrics - Singles - Bratmobile

You got your new clothes and your new friends to match 

And too many dishes and a boyfriend, what a catch 

Ladies doing nothing, that's your claim to fame 

Oh yeah, uh huh, now you're all the same 

I wish I still had something better to do 

Than to cry about my clothes and my new hairdo 

No one saying nothing, just stand in line 

To what do we owe these fabulous times? 

Gimme gimme gimme more things! more things! 

Does it really make you happy, is that really what you mean? 

"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh 

Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something? 

At least all the guys know if they fuck with me 

That I'll fuck them up indefinitely 

I don't know who you think you're trying to impress 

But when you try too hard you get much less 

You're saying there's a fight, but there's no contest 

You can say you're better, but you know I'm the best 

Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing! 

It's my scene and things, do you know what I mean? 

"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh 

Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something? 

I know that all you try to do is put me down 

But no one really cares about your hanging around 

You're acting fucken stupid, we can all see that 

But I ain't telling no one, 'cause a fact is a fact 

I'm glad I could provide you with something to do 

Like someone new to hate, well I hate you too 

Gimme gimme gimme more things! more thing! 

Does it really make you happy, is it really what you mean? 

"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh 

Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something? 

Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing! 

It's my scene and things, do you know what I mean? 

"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh 

Gimme gimme gimme one thing!