f*ck That Guy lyrics

Well look at that clown dressed up like Charles di*kens
Sneaking around like Slim Pickens
If he was a woman, he'd think he was God's gift to man
Gonna stick his head in a garbage can

Ah f*ck that guy
Yea f*ck that guy
It ought to be a crime
He ain't no friend of mine
f*ck that guy

Look at that heartless fool
Lurking around the high school
Somebody better call the cops, he ought to be arrested
Ain't nobody around here gonna get molested

Oh f*ck that guy
Yea f*ck that guy
It ought to be a crime
He ain't no friend of mine
f*ck that guy

Yea look at that j*rk-off j*rk
He's a real piece of work
Rolling and smoking cheap tobacco
He ain't nothing but a loud-mouth wacko
f*ck that guy
Yea f*ck that guy
It ought to be a crime
He ain't no friend of mine
f*ck that guy

It ought to be a crime
He ain't no friend of mine
f*ck that guy

Yea, f*ck that guy
What an as*h*le
f*ck that guy