Veronica Hates Me [live, Philadelphia 1993]

Lyrics

Veronica hates me, one two three four One two three four five six seven eight She always has something to say To ruin an otherwise nice day She always has to start a fight She doesn't like the way I think She don't understand why I must drink To go out on Friday night But I know what she's doing I know that I'm losing I know that she's screwing me Veronica doesn't like the way I dress (Veronica hates me) Veronica thinks my hair is such a mess (Veronica hates me) Why the deposition? Veronica's definition of love is hate Veronica hates me (Spoken) And I'm so sad Veronica hates me (Spoken) It's a shame But here's the funny part She thinks I ought'a get a job Quit taking space up on her couch With my hand deep in my crotch She don't know how to shut her mouth I don't know what I'd do without Her around to drag me down She asks, "When is the wedding?" Well, I'm getting ready To yank out the net and push Veronica doesn't like the way I dress (Veronica hates me) Veronica thinks my hair's a fucking mess (Veronica hates me) Why the deposition? Veronica's definition of love is hate Veronica hates me Yeah, Veronica-ronica-ronica Veronica hates me Yeah, Veronica-ronica-ronica Veronica hates me And I'm a nobody, no Veronica hates me One two three four Well Veronica won't leave me alone [x4] Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh [x4]