Ex-Girlfriend Club

Lyrics

Hi Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club Have you met Allison, Emily, Christine, Daniella You said you gave me heart attack I got no style No, strictly roots Me got no style Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club Help yourself to the salad bar Haven't got a car and I haven't got a clue Don't know what else I can do Rub a dub Rub a dub dub Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club Have you met Deirdre, Dorothy, Esmerelda Said you give me heart attack You wonder why I act like a fool Because you treat me like one You're not home Oh, it's the answer phone Oh, inch one to one Why don't you say it to my face? Face turns pale when I get your emails You know where I live! You know where I live! Always me with my tail between my legs? Sorry! So you give me heart attack Me got no style I'm strictly words Anti-him… Uptown top wanking Hi, Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club How many ways could I express my love for you? I should've given her a good slap! Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club Running around town with my head held down No feelings in my hands You're a bit too young to understand Don't be fooled by the rocks! I'm still Danny from the block What time is it? Now I can't love I still remember what came through I got an email today from puff daddy He likes the way I sing Maybe I should get a tattoo and some bling bling! So you give me heart attack Rub Rub Rub a Dub Dub Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club All aboard Have a nice day, I'm gradually turning gay Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club...