You Can't Be My Girl

Damn, what drugs aren’t you on? And can I come along? You’re wasted and stoned when I am sober as a marble I think I love you are horrible I think I love you are horrible You can't, by my, girl You can't, by my, girl You can't, by my, girl Fishing for your lipstick You found your cigarettes You’re hacking up the wrapping As we sit on rotten steps You’re crazy and you show it off Dear, you’re slurring Gorbachev But you insist on discussing him You’re so wrong but somehow you win So wrong to kiss you when You can't, by my, girl You can't, by my, girl You can't, by my, girl You’re sweet but you’re messed up Your best friend is a red cup You’re obviously not the one But you remind me life can be fun Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah You can't, by my, girl You can't, by my, girl You can't, by my, girl