Suckerpunch

Never gave a thought to fashion
'Til someone said I looked like you
Never gave a thought to passion
'Til someone said I screwed like you

Baby, I was never cool enough
To get a job at a record store
And if I had, I wouldn't want you anymore

So I never gave a thought to ration
'Til someone said I had a rash like you
Never gave a thought to mashing
'Til someone said I mashed like you

Baby, I was never cool enough
To get a job at a record store
And if I had, I wouldn't want you
I wouldn't want you

Saint Dick, Saint Jane
See how they both complain?
See how they go 'round and 'round over nothing at all?
Me Dick, you Jane
See how we all complain?
See how we get all wrapped up in nothing at all?
Here's your sucker punch

So I never gave a thought to crash
Until someone said I crashed like you
Never gave a thought to fashion
'Til someone said I screwed like you, yeah

Baby, I was never cool enough
To get a job at a record store
And if I had, I wouldn't want you
I wouldn't want you
I wouldn't want you

Saint Dick, Saint Jane
See how they both complain?
See how they go 'round and 'round over nothing at all?
You Dick, me Jane
See how we all complain?
See how I get all screwed up 'bout nothing at all?
Here's your sucker punch

(Never gave a thought to fashion)
Here's your sucker punch
(Soon you'll be the sucker punched)
Here's your sucker punch
(Never gave a thought to passion)
Here's your sucker punch
(Soon you'll be the sucker punched)
Yeah