Punk Ass Bitch Lyrics

The song Punk Ass Bitch is performed by Wheatus in the album named Wheatus in the year 2000 .

She wriggles and she wraggles, she jiggles and she jaggles
You stand and watch her pa*s by, your line of vision a*s-eye
You think that 'cause she smiles, that you turn all her dials
But you don't see them later, while in the elevator

You nag her and you swagger, you think you're gonna shag her
A man about the town-a, get funky, let's get down-a
Machismo and machasma, it turns into miasma
But you have got no cla*s, no style, no social skills, no comprehension

I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk a*s bitch

You open up your mouth-a, amazed at what comes out-a
It's just a testimony that you're full of bologna, that you're a stupid
Shit a*s, a meat head, Guido, pa*s-gas
That you have got no cla*s, no style, no social skills, no comprehension

I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk a*s bitch
I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk a*s bitch

You know you want to spangle, but you can't seem to angle
One gives you attitude-a, your reason to be rude-a
You think that 'cause she smiles, that you turn all her dials
But you don't see them later, while in the elevator

You nag her and you swagger, you think you're gonna shag her
A man about the town-a, get funky, let's get down-a
Machismo and machasma, it turns into miasma
But you have got no cla*s, no style, no social skills, no comprehension

You open up your mouth-a, amazed at what comes out-a
It's just a testimony, that you're full of bologna, that you're a stupid
Shit a*s, a meat head, Guido, pa*s gas
But you have got no cla*s, no style, no social skills, no comprehension

I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk a*s bitch
I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk a*s bitch

Wheatus - Wheatus

Aug 2000

Punk Ass Bitch